basically been on drgs my whole life faked it till i didn’t make it made it on my own and nobody knew me woke up when the world slept roamed the streets and vandalized my mind god damn waste of time QUIT DRUGS LOVE GOD OR…

friend zoned at fifteen so drank and joined the metallica fanclub grew my hair and saw slayer live went to school and then came back home to shred and masturbate listened to metal and read biographies and q magazine saw this beautiful girl in the hallway…

struggling to find my way back into it regarding performing or making new recordings public that said, i do think i am probably the greatest musician living right now i am peerless my musical powers are wizard level, what you saw was just a glimpse… remember…

i close my eyes and try to find music in my thoughts hear the melodies but everyone wants my attention birds and trees and skies come here, come outside play with us lets party and drink all night so i walk alone in the moist air…

i want to know people who i lived life with all these years of conversations frustrations but it’s as if they were all spent in a different state a different place with filters on not really here not really me someone else versions of me i…

i work my ass off to not have a job fascinated with power and what it reveals right now i don’t get any emails i have no social media because i built all my old bridges what a fortunate position to be in next steps for…

i have been part of many communities, tribes and movements eventually i abandoned them all because i noticed they were a hindrance to the way now i walk the earth alone and hungry in love with whatever happens the chaos, the destruction the beauty, the poetry…

it is wrong to equate evil with darkness because it is in fact so bright that it is seemingly unbearable to confront it to stare it in the face the unequivocal truth of the night brigade rolls of the tongue quite nicely mayhem dancing on the…

are your distractions boring you again? eventually the novelty always wears off… need new music, new lovers, new clothes, new books new new new so new that even the new become old news circles cliches afraid the old willl swallow our egos and spit us out…

you could just tell me how you really feel beyond these cryptic coded messages (as if we are soviet spies or something) just speak your mind and remember it’s all poetry in the end reciprocity is based on mutual trust   since we met in Tallinn…

i should become an actor because i’m such a great liar move to hollywood get me some of that celebrity pussy win me some academy awards buy a big house have a big psychedelic orgy with all my liar friends talk shit till the sky turns…

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 won’t be doing any time lovelaughs…

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 book smoke a cigarette say hello…