We the people
“I don’t wanna grow up and I don’t wanna die”
Wrote this about a year ago - thought it was good to share again. I wanted to share the conversation I had with my 8 year old last night...He was lying in bed and started crying saying he didn’t want to grow up and he didn’t want to die. The first thing I said was... Continue Reading →
What Kurt Cobain, the Buddha, and a bigass spider on my chest taught me
I’ve been in a funk lately. There was 0 creativity, 0 writing (except for endless pages of journals) and 100% feeling stuck, disconnected, uninspired. I’ve been thinking about how happy I was writing years ago and how…not happy that it’s been for years and years. I’ve been wondering if I’m just…a facade. This fake, hollow,... Continue Reading →
The past is chaos, confusion, anxiety, depression. The future is the same. Right now, there’s two feet here. Right here, there’s one breath now. And as long as I remain, I cannot create a solution to find a problem, or a problem to find me.
What? The Ducking Duck
“I’ve painted so many lies” As woe begets my pen (Oh my....is that.... a typo?) The neglect of a V A carat addition ^ Or auto-correction Underscoring the need for This somber reflection What is the meaning of life and love? The nurture of ducks Vs The nature of Fu’s (Where... Continue Reading →
City of Blinding Riots -Filter
https://youtu.be/dUL0vW2yiD8 Can’t stop listening to this lately. Creepily relevant.
