if you only had this moment
how would you feel if you had no past had no future just this moment in all its depth
Started writing lyrics and poetry when I was 15 because it was the only place I felt free to say whatever I wanted. Been doing it since then. No rules. Only words on a sea of white like blood on snow. This is me at my most real, raw, and unfiltered. Like a wounded animal crawling back to his wonderland cave. My poetry is a trace of blood for others to follow. Nowhere to hide except here and now.
how would you feel if you had no past had no future just this moment in all its depth
take a ride on the dreamdrug the life of the mind the pupil of time think thoughts dreamdrugs sisters of fortune lie awake through hurricanes build gates for bill gates dreamdrugs all around for everyone if you’re under 18 you…
dont go to places when you’re busy don’t take your busyness with you leave it at home go to places to rest go there to watch how people move go there to watch them react have a coffee read a…
look around think and wonder talk and listen see the world for what it really is love it all love everyone love everything even the things you don’t like the things you cannot stand love them too let love fill…
well here’s one i’m working on… it’s 100% improvisation, in fact it is only beginning now in a timeless space… a monologue theatre thing… sold out…. (you need to imagine the music but it’s all there you just gotta hear…
yes i am here with my amazing music, better than ever wizard master general but social media… i fucking loathe it this selfie like button thing, it is horrifyingly repulsive screens everywhere, uninvited capitalism crawling up our windows at night…
well it’s not so easy you seem to assume some great interest on my part i’m quite bored with everything somehow i am surviving but just barely cant seem to find the spark stuck with my own creativity it’s a…
sunshine in the porn mobile wonder why with the truckers of dawn band comes alive in the speak easy big d and baby slim searching the cadillacs of eight mile avenue keepers keeping on aint got nothing but a ride…
yks kysymys tykkäätkö kivusta? ei ku sul on noin vitun iso tatska aattelin et se varmaan sattui mä pelkään tatskoja meinaan itselleni ei mul oo yhtään enkä siis pelkää kipua oikeastaan joskus tykkään kivusta pelkään sitä etten diggaa enää siitä…
taulutelevisiot ja bluray soittimet gigantissa huippu kuvan laadulla ja huippu alennuksilla muutaman vuoden päästä nämä romut on kaatopaikalla kaikenlaista paskaa ne meille myy yrittää saada meidät tuntemaan itsemme tyhjiksi pitää käydä duunissa, jotta voi ostaa lisää paskaa ja nyt varasto…