Stories

A short note I wrote to myself today. There is only so much time... an unreasonably short amount of time... no matter how much of it there is... It’s running out... It's running out and I haven't even scratched the surface... I am paralyzed by the possibility and...

As usual I just go and don’t think about it. So I can’t explain anything... but that’s probably fine. I will continue and just keep going until I figure it out. Maybe I won’t... that’s life... I sit here and do the thing I need to do to maintain my sanity... Whatever...

This from a few days ago. Just ends up on the page. Not sure I was able to communicate what I wanted to say. But there’s something about the stream of “stuff” which interests me… the kind of thing I return to later and try to make sense of. Bringing new information....

Stay Humble... Stay weird... that's the criteria for us, my dear. Lettuce be fruitful... and do the works... Little feets every day-continue to traverse. Try not to be angry... except when it helps... That Rotten Guy said it...it's true i guess (Anger and Energy......

No offense... this stuff just drips from the pen and I let it be. It’s sort of a little meditation to get the day started... Sometimes knowing that someone will see this stuff makes me a little uncomfortable... but I’m trying to be less “comfortable” - so maybe that’s...

It's the thoughts which define us... And there are methods of control which begin with controlling our thoughts and thus move on to defining us. Nothing so ominous as scheming cults of illuminati... just the scared pathetic megalomaniacs who need worshipping throngs...

my mind was infected when i was a child. There were things said by people in charge...who said what they did based on what they thought they had to.  Eating it up - that's what kids do... Because the experts are the ones who are bigger than you.  I hear the buzzing...

Water Daily... A journal entry - actually from 6 days ago... I don't like using the word "artist": Seems a bit pointless - too many flaws... a vague definition... and also too constraining. Don't wanna call myself anything... But how do you communicate the thing you...

I am making stuff... that's what i do. That is my purpose... as far as i have been able to figure it out. The best “stuff” comes from me challenging myself to get stuff from the inside to the outside..... with varying degrees of success. But that's why i have to keep...

Ok... again, just want to say that this stuff is a meander... but maybe you like that... who am i to judge... What am i going to talk (write) about? What do i want to find? what “stuff” does not exist in the world which i can provide? Why are we so willing to buy into...