isn't anything?

Did you ever think you would be standing over the toilet in a dirty bathroom with a cigarette in your mouth, admiring the smoke as it floats out of the window and into the upper stratosphere when you were 11? Seeing the smoke form into letters that spell out "evacuate" is sometimes what it takes to jolt one from ones "discontent" with ones surroundings. One would say, if one were so inclined, that awareness of the situation is the first step to resolution but really the first step is the reality of it all. The situation itself is the real first step.

As I sit awake at 3:30 am, lighting another cigarette, reminding myself that I don't smoke, the smoke spells out more words. Words in a language somebody at some point in history has to have seen before. Words that speak to me in new levels of my being. Words I have yet to decipher except Evacuate and, now, Alone. The smoke, still pulling towards the sky, forms a spiral that intwines my visual perception into an argument between Set and Harsiese that just never seems to finish. Neither side will have anything to do with a diplomatic end to their contest so why the fuck should we even tell them it's an option.

Sometimes.

some pleasant day

the flood

As she walked towards me I felt the oxygen molecules rush past me,
in a panic,
from her overpowering aura.
Her smile brings a familiar florescent glow.
"two cafes s'il vous...erh...please. Very small. Like Pandora"
My bewilderment overtaking the space my breath once held
Mind reeling from the blow oh her oddly chosen words.
Thoughts flood me like Johnstown
Words remain as ghosts.
One simple phrase transports me out of my plane of reality
into the 10th dimension.
We are one and everything around us at once.
Dream fills the background
creating a spiral of waves and lightning bolts that fill my chest.

Then, as if it had been the faint recollection of an intense R.E.M. dream
the moment ends. All I can see is the black ocean of her hair as she walks away into the decontaminated corridors.

The next person to walk up to me doesn't even look me in the eye.

Agony

One day
not too far away
but still light years,
Tones and chorus spoke dissent
spoke magnitudes for the true saint.
The poet.
The connoisseur of cheap wine.
Unashamed of uncomfortable pitch
or continuity issues.
It seems so far away when you look at it all now.
It was 30 B.M.
christ had nothing to do with it
because how can you vouch for existence you've not lived?

The familarity of the piece is a surrogate for the quality ascribed to it.

They.
Have.
Gone.
Too.
Far.
City of Baltimore Fire Department: MUST BE POSTED ON PREMISES
Fire Prevention Permit.
Can't even put out a fire these days without asking permission.
45 dollars.
That is too much to ask.
We blew the money on junk and empire building.
A sick and twisted game of risk gone right for the wrong people.
Red took the Ukraine from green but goddammit
THE UKRAINE IS NOT WEAK!!!

Nothing on the walls.
No spark.
No Theory in the scientific sense.
No colour.
No hope.
"No Joy".

The tiny creatures that inhabit our reality are vermin in the eyes of house wives and bourgeois
upon entering our domiciles. They pay us visits like old friends who know us very well yet are always unwelcome.
We are all created from the same star.
All atoms forged at the heart of the sun by mexicans being payed, on average, a few less than minimum wage. Cheap labor built this planet goddammit and that's the way we're going to keep it.

Neon Guru

An Albatross - The Family Album (2008)

Try it here!

This is important.

le voyage dans la lune

Yes.
I have indeed
traveled
time
space
and even a dark marsh with the rock mystic
His unparalleled wisdom due to years of not working
Battling off the Great Moloch
Inside
Between
Outside of the box is just a larger sphere
I wonder if he knew that?
Seeing past ourselves into realms Crowley talks about.
Seeing the stars for what they really
were, are, have been
Ours was a different path
a struggle
mapped out on pallet
on floor
blended
swirling into a maze of hallucination
fear
carbon
I find myself beside myself
despite myself
taking moment and adding it to
the great collective unconscious of 100's of thousands of years.

Women

Women - Women(2008)