a while ago i learned about release and depression. this i suppose is an attempt to explore one to relieve the other, it used to be an art blog know like so many other things in my life i no longer know what direction anything is going any more; only that it keeps going and doesn't stop.
My day... I guess it could be best described in a poem I suppose...
Light, the ever present, with a start I awaken, never present, a stranger to myself, present.
The green haze passed beyond teeth, into dimensions unknown, The hours passed by retina, into colors unknown, my psychosis is acquired, by herbs most know.
The ride subsides, I'm coming down, my inspirations rides out, I'm falling down, The fight erupts, Settle down.
that was pretty much my week. I spent most of it in a haze of Ganj and Tylenol. For some reason, I survived the end of the week and also I have some nude drawings coming up. (their not of me in case your wondering). any ways if deciphering my horrible poetry doesn't keep you busy I found this video that describes my life in about 5 minutes.
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