Friday, 23 May 2014

ohawa meditation cute meditation, not quite you nearly die on a daily basis get used to it why the fuck am I doing this again? someone remind me of that? for a good heart .. oh yeah that




Yeah funny little drawing lines squeezed tighter lines awkward wavy misplaced has a strange kind of balance .. our lives .. never say anything .. ah need to find strange situations, to say anything .. we thought we had something, with blogs and everything, hype of computers, I still like computers you know apple computers are pretty good they got their heads screwed on straight for mechanics and whatnot with a little feeling cute computers or sleek meaningful as much as they can be I guess .. oh we all try .. and yeah meditation .. fuck .. you know? who would willingly put themselves in that position, do 3 hours in the morning and you’re not in a fucking monastery you’re in a suburban home and there’s a grocery store 5 minutes away with cakes that line the aisles cakes and shit really shitty food

What the fuck you doing, boy?

Ha ha

Honesty, of your soul, no fake face you put on to talk to a girl you want to screw and lie to her.
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Fuck man that’s wild inside nowhere to go hide

No hide your face duck behind some cover

No nothing like that

String her along

Sit look at her partner in meditation

Partner like you never had in life
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Too scary – see it in meditation man this morning’s sitting there talking of what I looked like or my faults misgivings criticisms trying to live forget it live on find something deeper now explain this to someone for a connection

You sit and the mind can’t handle it the face can’t handle it sitting there can’t handle it

You go you would go in fucking life YOU WOULD NEVER SHOW UP FOR THIS IN LIFE you would go away

But you show up for it in meditation

Man I tell you in life then you would stare at her “what you want then?

“You want honesty from me?”

You been there you paved the way ah esoteric tiring sham book details hard-won dumb damn you to fried place out no drugs tired beaten long sesspuion susp[icion?whoosh “glas I mase it through”

Resxp[erct for youirself andclife

In a fake world nobody says

Medistion then tramsfer to life hst you git some girks tapping yor co,puter fur whsty you woyld say bnut never tell them in life?

Hry7 hgorlls this one gies on the blog





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