Friday, 19 December 2014

I try in big books I lay thread around world thin thread can't walk find it see it





It’s funny you look at this oh get your bearings “weird art” “can’t sell” “don’t want to sniff that stinkiness” “I guess what people have inside” “we say we’re all used to it by now” but we’re not .. ah, look at this, carry a gun, come close to my art, carry a gun no, ha ha, not so funny, but we just feel “unsafe” a world needs to look at things “I don’t wanna look at your other than human inhuman inside weirdo fucking weirdo I do really, I’m tired, it’s been a hard day.  Peep at this, jaw set to the wrong side.  Okay.  Brave.  Windshield wipers over eyes.  Okay.

The meaning of small talk is appearing to be honest at it.

Okay.

Not so bad, weird symbols, weird misspellings .. I grind my jaw in free space open like an elephant, look at this.  It just seems a crowd is talking, like talking more than smooth perfectly spelled sentences, I know you want to look like that, almost grab someone/ tell me the truth, or mess it up abstract painting you talk like that fucker/ ah I’m sad can you see me crying, scratched here in wall of National Gallery come look patron.

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Ah so well look at this

We’re all sort of in life see a big book streets stretching as far as peripheral vision straighton vision woman walking, boy walking, winter coats dust snow drapes from sky

What?

Push car through them, under them.
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So here’s a little writing from today, yeah, earlier, offline.
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8:05 pm
Humans are professionals at say they don’t need this, they look at me with curiosity “want to help me” “I want to help them too” they desperately need help but are very professional about saying they don’t

They appear to be ahead of me but I am hallway ahead of them, it hovers hallway just above just to the side in the air not defined they look at me solid don’t think much of me but I float, they sometimes see

If I can ever do it in life

I do it here in writi8g fur now
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/endf’ snippet/ 8:10 pm

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Mistakes yeah leave in there so here I’m halfway online offline ah can’t write directly on the blog, feels funny I go to another file, transfer it oh none of us talk directly in life can’t even talk

I do okay, I hold a conversation

Ah would rather not insert all my book learning or writing meditation plans no plans to talk as this in l;ife

Whoops you made a spelling mistake there, Eric

Yeah I always do

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Ever say the impossible to say get your location in the hologram projected bodies by a creature we used to call it God don’t want to call it now, how to even survive that, meditate for hours and hours to break through ego and head and hands and toes, just float or make a prayer being, spirit being, this is serious stuff, been at it 15 years now, and a strange life before that – but exit – come back, make your way through – humans don’t know what to do – belief, ah cat scrabble, they cheat, has ha, I saw its paw move! But seriously

Nom,, there’s no serious;t
To do anything








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