Stoically Brilliant   All alone and yet not, where heretofore is the thought That although I will give and give and give, the ones I give to will just take and live A life, their beautiful life, apart...forget the relic of a hope A hope crying tears never yet cried Solace in thought filled fancy, discarded … Continue reading #234

Barroom thoughts…

Sexual adventures, what the fuck are they?!? Being disabled has changed my view on a lot of things...15 plus years is nearly half my life, at thirty two. I have seen and experienced more than many ever will. But it's okay, in fact, it's fucking phenomenal! I love life and all the intricacies and heartaches … Continue reading Barroom thoughts…


What is reality? Living a remnant heartache Though bright with love shining forth Loneliness compounded with vicarious teachings  Love shown and taken to bloom with victor's gait Stranded in squalid hell of no one's creation  Everyone is faulty, at fault for living a lie Reality is the illusion


Field Day Individual experience, each a fusion reaction, humanity's star Compounded in a conscious mess, messiness devoured on awareness' arrival  Violent crossover, the unconscious result  A sapien quagmire, ego cess pool, unthought known cannot be known to those plugged in Cities flourish en masse, though upper stories are shuttered, closed to outside influence  Wake them! … Continue reading #229