Oct 3
We live in strange times
We also live in strange places: each in a universe of our own. The people with whom we populate our universes are the shadows of whole other universes intersecting with our own. Being able to glance out into this bewildering complexity of infinite recursion and say things like, ‘Oh, hi ed! Nice tan. How’s Carol? involves a great deal of filtering skill for which all conscious entities have eventually to develop a capacity in order to protect themselves from the contemplation of the chaos through which they seethe and tumble.
Sep 28
Last Night
I had dream
People scattered round
Stuck on a tiny island
Angry and armed with sticks
Seemed that everybody
Was sick of it
So i dove into the ocean
I had a dream
Spent the days drivin round
Jammin in my mini bus
We traveled so far
Right through the purple pinks
And green water drinks
We were groovin
I had a dream
We made love day and night
Made love with music
So beautiful
Made love through being
It was universal
Unforgettable
I had a dream
You said something to me
It was so good
That I can’t remember
Your eyes had a sparkle
The trees were so green
What a dream
Sep 25
No Sleep
With every body rush
That makes me wake
Ever so slowly
I grow more frustrated
No sleep
Can’t shake the idea
That somethings left undone
Didnt quite finish the day
I’ll have one more glass of water
No sleep
Perhaps it was the food
Or mabye just my mood
Can’t lay down quite right
Mabye I need more protein
No sleep
Somethings wrong
I’m sure of it
If I stay up a bit longer
Mabye i’ll pass out
Must sleep
Mar 21
joop
This open end here
This consistent movement
No stop no rest no time
Gotta keep going
Every passing moment
Are moments that move
Nothing stands still
There’s nothing to hold onto
With all the baggage we carry
Follows great weight
Choose your burden’s wisely
They shape your mind state
Know this currents movement
Make no mistake
Don’t confuse or fight against it
You haven’t the time too waste
There’s nothing to loose
If you choose not to
There’s everything to choose
But only if you want to
Mar 21
Artists
I don’t think that writers or painters or filmmakers function because they have something they particularly want to say. They have something that they feel. And they like the art form; they like words, or the smell of paint, or celluloid and photographic images and working with actors. I don’t think that any genuine artist has ever been oriented by some didactic point of view, even if he thought he was.
No commentsMar 21
Forever string
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I’ll take a rest
Feel my chest
Heavy breathing
Talks deceiving
Staring at the ceiling
Step out side
Clear my mind
See walls there
It isn’t fair
Feel the trees
Patterns on leaves
Fractals in my eyes
Strange trails in the sky’s
A dirty mess
My personal test
A needed break
I wish to take
There’s nowhere to go
This is how it flows
It’s human nature
Some things get clearer
Or so I’m told
It’s growing old
And I am too
How about you?
Mar 19
Protection
Sitting here thinking of what I’d like to do
Oh how I’d love to get close to you
But who are you and where will I find
That sweet smile and those beautiful eyes
Sometime in someway you will come to me
Perhaps then we can find out what could be
Where are you, where can I find two
Where am I, where can I find you
Mabye the time won’t come
Mabye it will
All I know is that I’m looking
While I’m up here on this light
Spinning, swinging, learning
Waiting, but moving, living
It’s constantly surprising
Inspiring
Mar 12
The sources
My current work is starting to take a nice direction. Playing around with allot of stuff, making shit look bad and good. I hope to have something out or close to finished this weekend, if I’m up to it. haven’t done much to it until last week. Not fun waiting on parts. But I’ve spent hours and hours with my head phones on just listening to pandora. I haven’t encountered anything in a long time that i’ve loved this much. It’s so well done that I get lost in it and sink back into this other world listening to my own stations. My imagination frees up and I get the strongest sense of inspiration. After having listened for the many hours on end I came out feeling refreshed, restored, and I ended up just locking into illustrator & Maya, letting my mind do what it will.
No commentsMar 11
Thought of mine
There are times where everything just aligns, like some sort of connection. Could be something about the snow, or the river, or the way I can make light change and distort color with my eyes. There are just some things that are so beautiful, so real, and it’s as if I know for sure, I just know.
Confidence, complete peace and confidence with everything in life and the world around me. Nothing matters, no worries, like a silence, or pause in the conflict and then something switches suddenly and I find my self in a world, one that is pain, confused, frightening. It’s so disorienting and I sometimes forget, not being able to keep the calm and not being able to keep that confidence, that peace of mind.
I just don’t know how to control it, it leaves me unmotivated, it leaves me confused, it leaves me insecure.
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Is this all in my head? then whats it really like? what will the answers be like?
I here beautiful music, and see beautiful art, it inspires me, and fills me with motivation, but then again I’m still not sure.
Will I ever be?
Will I think this way tomorrow?
I dunno, and I’m not sure what I have to do, I don’t wanna think about it, but I do.
No commentsMar 11
Start
Welcome to the beginning of this page. This is a starting point from which many of my projects and doings will begin. With many of these things already completed (aside from a few little problems here and there) new additions will be arriving shortly. With in the week the menu will turn on and i’ll begin what ever this is going to be. Enjoy.
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