for the love
of beats
and gumby
little balls of clay
i always hated
that shit
but, not the beats
the beats
were always rockin'
of beats
and gumby
little balls of clay
i always hated
that shit
but, not the beats
the beats
were always rockin'
Friday, May 23, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
frustrations...
life would have been sooooooooo much easier in freud's day - when, you had an idea, you worked through it and you published... none of this go to college for 8 yrs and spend 200,000 before we give you credit and on the way we'll ruin your young mind with all of our thoughts (that are always right and usually wrong)
i really feel like
i need to be
on
a
slow
er
pace
helping people
individually
the people
that the world
rushes by
the person
that is ignored
by modern society
the individual
that common folk
overlook
because of the unknown
the fear
the misunderstanding
or the arrogance
there goes the telephone, again.
i was just having a discussion on how sometimes we have certain ambitions or drives that could and should concern careers and how (sometimes) work and the need for money hinders us in our true talents b/c we get in a good place in our minds with all of the people we can help, ideas start flowing, words start flowing and then the phone rings.
i really feel like
i need to be
on
a
slow
er
pace
helping people
individually
the people
that the world
rushes by
the person
that is ignored
by modern society
the individual
that common folk
overlook
because of the unknown
the fear
the misunderstanding
or the arrogance
there goes the telephone, again.
i was just having a discussion on how sometimes we have certain ambitions or drives that could and should concern careers and how (sometimes) work and the need for money hinders us in our true talents b/c we get in a good place in our minds with all of the people we can help, ideas start flowing, words start flowing and then the phone rings.
survival voices
guide touches
instincts
cultivate culture
delicate abilities
collecting astonishing
stems and catalysts
thinking and gathering
healing and understanding
isolation
meditation
retrospection
introspection
elder and younger
root necessities
perceptions and observations
vehicles, methods and channels
flow like
chocolate syrup
on a sundae
morning
sunrises
drip
with ecstasy
they flow like
cool salty breezes
on a warm
mound of sand
they flow like
little conscious
aware and
mindful children
willful, determined
and attetive
watching
your every move
mocking
mimicking
destroying
themselves
by
what you do
considering nothing
they don't know
they have to
or even should
watching
little shadows
and,
little bugs
scurrying
to avoid the
moving shadows
all forgetting
or not noticing
getting wrapped up
in the senseless
meaningless
pointless
useless and futile
ways
disclaimer: this should have been completed. i was on to something. about to break through. then, the phone rang, a few times. i was at work. had to work. work interrupted what was happening. work interrupted what was about to happen. and, now, it's gone. lost. it's deep inside, waiting for another rainy day to resurface and cancel subsides.
guide touches
instincts
cultivate culture
delicate abilities
collecting astonishing
stems and catalysts
thinking and gathering
healing and understanding
isolation
meditation
retrospection
introspection
elder and younger
root necessities
perceptions and observations
vehicles, methods and channels
flow like
chocolate syrup
on a sundae
morning
sunrises
drip
with ecstasy
they flow like
cool salty breezes
on a warm
mound of sand
they flow like
little conscious
aware and
mindful children
willful, determined
and attetive
watching
your every move
mocking
mimicking
destroying
themselves
by
what you do
considering nothing
they don't know
they have to
or even should
watching
little shadows
and,
little bugs
scurrying
to avoid the
moving shadows
all forgetting
or not noticing
getting wrapped up
in the senseless
meaningless
pointless
useless and futile
ways
disclaimer: this should have been completed. i was on to something. about to break through. then, the phone rang, a few times. i was at work. had to work. work interrupted what was happening. work interrupted what was about to happen. and, now, it's gone. lost. it's deep inside, waiting for another rainy day to resurface and cancel subsides.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Mac and Cheese
16 oz box of noodles
Fix noodles. Rinse. Let Cool.
4 eggs
small container sour cream
2 - 2 1/2 cups of milk
Whisk together. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Grate sharp cheddar cheese.
Put noodles in a greased pan. Add whisked mixture. Top with grated cheese. Sprinkle parmesan. Bake at 375 for 35 minutes (until cheese is melted and noodles are warm)!
mmmmmmmmmmm
Fix noodles. Rinse. Let Cool.
4 eggs
small container sour cream
2 - 2 1/2 cups of milk
Whisk together. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Grate sharp cheddar cheese.
Put noodles in a greased pan. Add whisked mixture. Top with grated cheese. Sprinkle parmesan. Bake at 375 for 35 minutes (until cheese is melted and noodles are warm)!
mmmmmmmmmmm
Epistemology
Epistemology: noun; the area of philosophy concerned with knowledge: determining what we know and how we know it and indentifying the conditions to be met for something to count as knowledge. 1856 - coined by Scottish philospher, James F. Ferrier. from Greek, "episteme," meaning knowledge.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
sunday night fever
she sensely investigates
empty color
dry film - which
comes as sculpture
see how dead gives
to scale up
demand
try full concrete metaphor
soft ink
like miasma
subject, so
never
monument
rigid
impression
neo mess
at best
would appear
original
after hard drugs
smear latex
think
sculpt
and stroke
could feel
psychedelic
observe
icon
empty color
dry film - which
comes as sculpture
see how dead gives
to scale up
demand
try full concrete metaphor
soft ink
like miasma
subject, so
never
monument
rigid
impression
neo mess
at best
would appear
original
after hard drugs
smear latex
think
sculpt
and stroke
could feel
psychedelic
observe
icon
Friday, May 2, 2008
roll stimulation
cursed
bloody
frick
frack
no good
piece
of copper
coiled
into
an oblivious
mind
mine.
screaming
at the top of my
mountains
of hurdles
driving
me to the edge
of all capacities
to be continued
bloody
frick
frack
no good
piece
of copper
coiled
into
an oblivious
mind
mine.
screaming
at the top of my
mountains
of hurdles
driving
me to the edge
of all capacities
to be continued
Thursday, May 1, 2008
my rebellion
i have some sort of complex
where i hate plans
they drive me crazy
make me feel suffocated
and
claustrophobic.
i'm working on it.
where i hate plans
they drive me crazy
make me feel suffocated
and
claustrophobic.
i'm working on it.
from September 2007
everything for me is methodical. the extent to which i speak is almost too embarassing to describe. take my word for it.
from December 2006
why would i listen to advice on art?
what is art?
what does that make? A R T?
advice on art?
you're kidding.
the artists you so dearly revere today were ridiculed by the ADVICE of people like you.
also, from December 2006
same inspiration tool as the island gig, different time, different place.
i hope you don't have a ball sac in your back pocket.
funny (if only to me)
from October 2004
Every island fades into its surroundings.
i plead the 5th on its origin, but i must say, it still makes perfectly good sense to me! i think simon and garfunkel might get it.
Every island fades into its surroundings.
i plead the 5th on its origin, but i must say, it still makes perfectly good sense to me! i think simon and garfunkel might get it.
old thoughts
January 2006
America should be used to this hot air. She blows it with every breath.
-thought and written in response to people's disbelief of the weather trends: 68 degrees in January
America should be used to this hot air. She blows it with every breath.
-thought and written in response to people's disbelief of the weather trends: 68 degrees in January
more old thoughts, resurfaced
January 2006
Spinning - in life - it feels so out of control
so out of control
But, in reality
it's perfect control.
it takes talent
it takes talent to spin
no matter the direction - it's still a perfect 360
spinning -
takes more
more balance
more than sitting, standing, walking or running
spinning IS complete control
Spinning - in life - it feels so out of control
so out of control
But, in reality
it's perfect control.
it takes talent
it takes talent to spin
no matter the direction - it's still a perfect 360
spinning -
takes more
more balance
more than sitting, standing, walking or running
spinning IS complete control
old writings synonymous with today's feelings... bliss
12/16/2003
sometimes when i think about you, my stomach flips as if i just drove over a hill a little too fast.
12/18/2003
i fall more in love with every breath.
01/11/2004
many times when we are kissing, i become so overwhelmed by this feeling, very loosely described as love, that i have to pull back. one cannot take that much emotion without bursting.
01/12/2004
as i turned to face him, i had to consciously slow down my heart beat and force the tears back because it saddens me that it is not humanly possible for me to ever express what i see when i look at him.
he held me as if he knew... as if he knew the force of emotion stirring in my soul. as he held firm, everything that the world had ever used to hurt me flew out of my body and out of my life. all the endured emotional tortures were past and to never again be present. and, he knew. the emotion, and release thereof, is so strong that i feel as if i need to cry. yet, i am so happy, i cannot find a tear.
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