The Truth Is
I have no idea what I’m doing. No wait. That is not true. I have some ideas… but all this artist poet stuff is a kind of childish game I pla
I have no idea what I’m doing. No wait. That is not true. I have some ideas… but all this artist poet stuff is a kind of childish game I pla
Money makes you weaker the mirror said to the student. Somewhere on your path a holy man will come along and question what you do, what you are, etc. But you will not listen to him because they cannot afford…
Feeling this strange negative energy and thoughts like everything you are doing is complete shit and you don’t know anything so why are you doing this and then I’m like “c’mon man, I’m just doing my thing leave me alone”.…
completed september 16, 2017https://selfauthoring.com/
the ocean called to me last nightlike a drug i never tried love like heroin the city lifethe city life felt like suicide taxi rideanother airport another cityme
My life has become a scrapyard. Junk lies scattered everywhere on land that has almost become infertile. The junk used to be precious antiques, cutting edge technology, and building blocks of greatness. The now wasted land used to be a…
he lights another cigaretteto help him ease his mindhe takes another sipof that glass of tasty wine but every smoker knowsthat there is no window to closeto let
I am listening to Neil Young & Crazy Horse “Live at Filmore East”. I think it was recorded in 1971 but wasn’t released until this year. What an amazing album. I never used to be a big fan of Neil…