If you dont live for something, you will die for nothing....
Here we go again
halt the ride, stop the presses, im done, let me off this god damn thing
*phew* whatever that ment......it had to be typed....slave to the groove i guess...
its four am *sings the used* "its four o'clock in the FUCKIN mornin"
sorry....its four am.....im picken up the peices of ....well some of you know...and the rest of you wouldnt even if i tried to explain......insomnia has me again or maybe its narcolepsy or some shit.......i can no long face the day light....i sit up all night till the networks go off and then i watch infomercials....i havent talked to nici all week......she hasent returned...or she has and she hasent let me know........cant get her outa my mind.......should that be disturbing?
i realized the destruction of several illusions this week.....more and more transparent reality is becoming.....but i find myself feeling that reality should have some sorta hue, some color , some mystery , some sorta back drop.....*laughs lightly* i wonder if people reading this interperate my rants as artistic mussings or confessions of a dangerous mind......neither would really suprise me *chuckles* ......i confided in my father the other day that my mind has been described by professionals as something like 5 TV's in a room all playing at once....i laughed and added that one of them is just static/snow......that sounds fitting.......i hope everyone takes good note of my subject of this post......it brought me a sort of euphoric epiphiny *sp?* mmmmmmmmm sleep deprivation is a very interesting tool especially when applied to the live journal.....but all is good....ive been writing and playing my guitar more and more......i suppose my days during the week are balanced out between that and job searches.....they keep me focused......keep me from standing on porches smoking weed and drinking 40's with the rest of the people i know......i dont want that life for me.......i want outa here......and like ive said ....i have the plan......i have the chance? ....is it just a dream....is there any answers? .......everythings eventual, i guess.......whatever that means....
halt the ride, stop the presses, im done, let me off this god damn thing
*phew* whatever that ment......it had to be typed....slave to the groove i guess...
its four am *sings the used* "its four o'clock in the FUCKIN mornin"
sorry....its four am.....im picken up the peices of ....well some of you know...and the rest of you wouldnt even if i tried to explain......insomnia has me again or maybe its narcolepsy or some shit.......i can no long face the day light....i sit up all night till the networks go off and then i watch infomercials....i havent talked to nici all week......she hasent returned...or she has and she hasent let me know........cant get her outa my mind.......should that be disturbing?
i realized the destruction of several illusions this week.....more and more transparent reality is becoming.....but i find myself feeling that reality should have some sorta hue, some color , some mystery , some sorta back drop.....*laughs lightly* i wonder if people reading this interperate my rants as artistic mussings or confessions of a dangerous mind......neither would really suprise me *chuckles* ......i confided in my father the other day that my mind has been described by professionals as something like 5 TV's in a room all playing at once....i laughed and added that one of them is just static/snow......that sounds fitting.......i hope everyone takes good note of my subject of this post......it brought me a sort of euphoric epiphiny *sp?* mmmmmmmmm sleep deprivation is a very interesting tool especially when applied to the live journal.....but all is good....ive been writing and playing my guitar more and more......i suppose my days during the week are balanced out between that and job searches.....they keep me focused......keep me from standing on porches smoking weed and drinking 40's with the rest of the people i know......i dont want that life for me.......i want outa here......and like ive said ....i have the plan......i have the chance? ....is it just a dream....is there any answers? .......everythings eventual, i guess.......whatever that means....