土曜日, 9月 26, 2009

月曜日, 9月 21, 2009


"i saw myself, but it was a lie, they was lying

you think i don't know me, but i do.

listen, i know what my original wants to look like and i can't believe you tried to reverse cycle me into that person


you think i don't know about all the decades that they're hiding..

they must have slipped me some computer pills or some shit because i had


buy my rosetta stone."


土曜日, 9月 19, 2009

木曜日, 9月 17, 2009

jeeze somebody slap this sappy shit out of me.

trying to impress the wrong people gets you into big trouble with little china

strange lights last night

what else... oh yes, i have a question

how would you like your beets question mark

i wish i had a phonetic keyboard

i'm on the outside lookin in
just an alien thru n' thru
trying to make believe i'm you

out of all the things in the world you could be, you decided to be an ocean creature slippin' and sliding through waves of time

is it incoherent or incomprehensible? expression is a strange creature as well.. can i call it that? perhaps it is a natural human tendency to name the nameless

full frequency potential, hmmmmmmm.... it's kind of like sending energy beams out into the night, electricity, square1, ah yes, and blueberry waffles. so the bomb diggety om dot com.

over and out

月曜日, 9月 14, 2009

pushed up against the impossible safety of the wide ocean,
a smile reflecting billions of abysses lost in swirling dimensions

also, plan is in the works to blast frequencies back at the void from which i emerged, torn and ravaged

frequency light waves,
remind me to tell you about a strange experience i had the other day
journey of the wounded healer
bound in the sounds of life.

one thing i thought this morn was the time i was driving to san francisco with heather and the speedometer started fluctuating from 0 to 120 mph uncontrollably, no way to tell what speed we were going at. little sister, i should have stayed by your side

日曜日, 9月 06, 2009

how do i get from there to the here where i was at?

first contact


the rooms keep switching, but at least it wasn't an elevator dream

green bird in the forest, ancient

there's that sound again