Saturday, February 25, 2017

The Gap from then to now. Too much in between.

To whom it may concern,

This has been a gap. I've been out living and doing things in the real world and have survived. The report is in and here are the ruddy details to confuse the banal reality (or simulation ). So in an attempt to sift the shit from other shit here goes. By the way do you know what the white stuff in chicken shit is? ...
It's chicken shit too.
We last spoke in 2012 and the world was falling apart and it is now 2017 and guess what. It is still falling apart. We can't even get the end of the world right. Or even come up with a disaster worthy of note here. Yes , yes , people died and the people fight and terrible things have happened but deep down we go so what. The patient on fearing us to action via the media is gone.
I feel as if I am standing on the edge of the cosmic cheese brine tank checking rounds of time to see if the new music that sucked doesn't suck as bad once it stiffens. The round is opened and prodded for character that might have been missed in the cheese clothe. Lady gag um just fell apart when opened and I fear the litmus test failed and culture that recently was will not improve into some thing like the good ol days cheese in the frig.
Ok back on something like the track I should have been on. Since then I've lost many who meant so much to me. Lost some that shouldn't have been found and further proved their worthless nature. In all this mess I have found by as if a miracle some one who has fit my fractured mind like a protein bond with perfect attachment. She has taken my worthless existence and through an alien chemical process made me whole and functional as far as simulacrum go. My neural processes have developed an addictive nature and I need her to balance my serotonin levels. None the less she has lit my dark transient  planet  and bathed my ugly little world with warmth and hope that only comes from seeing the sun come up.
weak and watered down crushed milk weed sALAD. If i had words that meant any thing they'd be somewhere.

lgg

PS: Thomas my mind is always on you and I worry. I just want the best for you. The body heals but the mind must learn to fill the heart truly. Without it the mind and heart never reach a fullfillment.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Numb from the neck up.

What is today? Lost,


Cramming lights in my caboose

Re built my caboose to have lights inside and blinking led's on top.


Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Why now.?

Dont know


Sunday, August 07, 2011

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Saturday Mornings

The world still sleeps and I am hear listening to the wind of the night on the desert. The shifting sands sweep my thoughts away like glistening metal. Half buried in the earth forgotten memories push to the surface. The weight of life exists not here. It races in the wind to scourge the world and make it shine in the morning quiet.

Chaos feeds the mind and reason traps it in a killing jar. The only order is the circadian law and even that we fight. The pineal urges pulse under the plates of bone. The spinoid pleasure of randomness exists but a few inches away. To bridge the gap from hateful peanut in my mind to the butterfly of infinite freedom. So far the gap fits universe of culture ,dogma, and plodding existance.
Drag your feet in the dust of useless brain pan.

LGG