Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Song

I don't see the sun anymore
I don't see the wind
anymore
I see the black moon rise inside of me
I see a blood-filled tongue ride on the night sky


Beginning to End




Start to Finish

A Complete Story

A Complete Caracter


I WIN

Phisical Education AK Forty Sevens

^ That's a Twin Peaks DVD cover reference!!!


I am drunk on Gran Gala. I mixed it with ice and water.


Water and the Frozen version of water.


I am listening to Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.


In the past two hours, I watched DVD extras interviews of Twin Peaks' Crew and Cast, in that order.


Yesterday I took a walk with Aaron in the evening. It had rained late in that day, and we carried umbrellas, but no rain fell on us.

We talked. He talked more. He talked about his special lady and music and the movie Gravity.

Yesterday, I listened to an episode of the Nerdist podcast, because Maria Bamford was the guest.


She is crazy.


I am on song number 4 of 5 of a playlist that Aaron made the day before yesterday. He is very proud of it.


I like it.


I am going to Toronto in 9 days.


I will work on farms for 2 months... maybe longer.


Winter in Canada


I wonder


Can I do it?


What will I do?


How can I be myself?


This plant has 449 leaves. I touch each one, from 2:24 pm Eastern to 2:45 pm Eastern.


On July 29th, 2016, year of our Lord, Melanie sat on a stump and curled her hair around her finger, thinking about a plane landing or crashing on South East Asia, near the Indian Ocean, and hundreds of human children's bodies are torn, mangled, and bleeding.


No one can be saved.


I like bacon.


My dad is dead.


My mom is unhealthy.


I hate waffles and I hate syrup.


I love cheese.


I do not like reading.


I love some television shows.


Music is like a horse erection... steady, strong, flowing, meat, happiness, arteries, and miracles... every time.



We are almost dead now. Pain is just a feeling. I hate everything, so I am above living or dying or feeling.


I am Zen. I am Nirvana. Despite all my wage, I am still just a Wat in a Page.

I am a what.

What is what.

I eat little green people. They live in the dirt of the Earth. I bend my fingers and squeeze green flesh in my pink hands.



..... Some time


I am listening to The Ergs! - dorkrockcorkrod

It is too much.

I want to be calm and clear.

I just watched The Chris Gethard Show, guest Maria Bamford.


I just Youtubed "beautiful music"



Song: Everdream

by Epic Soul Factory


hmmm

i got to pee

urine


I like simple games


I want to touch her little nipple


I want to cum slowly


I want to sleep for one hour by the most beautiful waterfall ever


Soul is

Blue and green and pink and white


Never eat dead people


I saw your nice eye be a good friend















Monday, June 27, 2016

* Song *

Leave the town and feed the town

Leave the town and feed the town

Leave the town and feed yourself


* No more song *


I wish I could be still

Be still my heart

Be still my eyeballs, and legs, and lips


I am having a cup of coffee mit honey


I want to listen to some good music

like Muscular Christians

There were a few or ten of their songs on Youtube that I did not get to that day

Ready?

I must remember to take the recycling to town today on my way to pick up mom from work


I think that is all I needed to do today


Oh, I need to buy sake too

For Aaron and I to drink tomorrow


Aaron is really cool and fun

but sometimes he makes me feel really bad

but he is so smart that I must need to feel that bad

so that I will change, so that I will not do the things that made him make me feel bad

so that I will do things that make me feel good

and that make him feel good

and he will make me feel even better about doing those good things

and I will do more good things

and I will be more good

and I will know more good


like making out at night with an attractive 26 year old woman who does good work and is an honest and intelligent and ambitious person


and doing dances and drinking Irish whiskey and planting trees and having great sex and having a baby and going for walks for hours and teaching children how to sew and buying grave plots and going to doctors and getting surgery and dying one day in the bath and crying for hours and going to funeral after funeral and writing memoirs and dying again and loving Jesus and some other boring shit

and having tons of fun

The End







It is tough going to sleep at night. Just feeling alive feels like it's killing me. I'm sorry. I've been opening and closing Hopkins. Whether I'm bored or excited, I feel too tired and my mind shuts down, and I feel bad: lost and confused, afraid and stupid, trapped forever, full of regret and nothingness (:

Have a Wonderful Awesome Day and Night, Apple Pie Nips!
Your suffering means nothing to me.

I feel better than I feel most of the time, when I stood and pulled up my underwear right after I pooped and wiped.


Your Suffering Is a Blessing.


I am my own damn Nod - Off on the Wide Level Play a Note One Trick Is a Pony Times Ten I love to make little tempts to over beware near Air Empty Wash Lobes Nescience and freedom to remember a lifetime .... Well, I never, and I Will.
Do you know how hot a good Person must drown, a while leaving hope to wind luck puss -- I have 3 names, 2 names, 1 names, I have a system, I am a method, I am as I do what I think Be a Right Angle over 40, Nice Night, Leftover horse dying humble human remains hum choke a cry at the 2nd reception, mouthful of bad biscuits and shirt stained with bloody punch
...
I wish he had more sense than nonsense



Friday, June 24, 2016

on a bed in a room with my mom at hotEl Dorado Terlingua, Texas



God's green eye

No eyes and a smile

6 most sensitive points of touch

Skin is crazy, psychologically



We got here last night. Pat and bridge got a room. None of us have been this close to Big Bend before.

I woke up at 3 something after sleeping like 5 hours.

I felt weird and kinda sad

But this makes me feel better

I am going to listen to more Chinese as Mr now

I wonder if studying linguistics would be good.





Wednesday, June 22, 2016

The Best Music and Lyrics, not in any order. [ except # 0 ] Of course ... this is just from my personal perspective. [ If a group is listed here and someone from it has a solo act, just assume I include that person on this list, thank you { :

0. Reggie Watts
  1. Muscular Christians
  2. Modest Mouse
  3. Cribshitter
  4. Grand Buffet
  5. Tim Heidecker [ I guess with Wood too ]
  6. Of Montreal
  7. Neutral Milk Hotel
  8. LCD Soundsystem
  9. Bob Dylan
  10. The Beatles
  11. Arcade Fire
  12. The Books
  13. Sun Kil Moon
  14. Blackaliscious
  15. Daniel Johnston
  16. Kimya Dawson
  17. Frank Zappa
  18. Captain Beefhart
  19. The Mighty Boosh
  20. Talking Heads
  21. The Velvet Underground (and Lou Reed)
  22. Laurie Anderson
  23. Sufjan Stevens
  24. Cat Stevens
  25. Neil Young
  26. The Beastie Boys
  27. Bright Eyes
  28. Louie C. K. [ why not ]
  29. Nick Drake
  30. The Clash
  31. Adam Green
  32. The Ramones
  33. Woody Guthrie
  34. Belle and Sebastian
  35. CocoRosie
  36. Saul Williams
  37. David Bowie
  38. Jeffrey Lewis
  39. Dan Deacon
  40. I Love You { I , Greg Wredberg , made up that name just now }
  41. Architecture in Helsinki
  42. Rilo Kiley
  43. Tilly and the Wall
  44. Stars
  45. Eisley
  46. Mates of State
  47. Dead Kennedys
  48. Rage Against the Machine
  49. The Pixies
  50. Beat Happening
  51. The Moldy Peaches
  52. Antsy Pants
  53. Girls
  54. Courtney Barnett
  55. Regina Spektor
  56. Laura Marling
  57. Beck
  58. Warren Zevon
  59. Harry Chapin
  60. Wii\lliam Wredberg { just kidding }
  61. Harry Nilson
  62. The Beach Boys
  63. The Jesus and Mary Chain
  64. Joy Division
  65. New Order
  66. Satanicpornocultshop
  67. My Bloody Valentine
  68. Animal Collective
  69. The Flaming Lips
  70. The Strokes
  71. The White Stripes
  72. The Swell Season
  73. Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
  74. Xiu Xiu
  75. Fleetwood Mac 
  76. Smashing Pumpkins
  77. The Yeah Yeah Yeahs 
  78. Radiohead
  79. Cake
  80. Bruce Springsteen
  81. Weezer
  82. They Might Be Giants
  83. Boats
  84. The Killers
  85. The Boy Least Least Likely To
  86. Joni Mitchell
  87. Edith Piaf
  88. Enya
  89. Sinead O'Connor
  90. Four Non-Blondes
  91. Bare Naked Ladies
  92. The Lonely Island
  93. Jimmy Hendrix
  94. Red Hot Chili Peppers
  95. Bob Marley
  96. The Country Teasers
  97. A Tribe Called Quest
  98. Venetian Snares
  99. The Chemical Brothers
  100. The Knife
  101. Peter, Bjorn, and John
  102. Gogol Bordello
  103. Ghostland Observatory
  104. Ella Fitzgerald
  105. Nat King Cole
  106. Phantogram
  107. Bishop Allen
  108. Coldplay [ I guess? The songs that are more rock than pop. ]
  109. Leonard Cohen
  110. MGMT
  111. Lower Dens
  112. Elvis Perkins
  113. The Kinks
  114. Led Zepplin [ more for the music than the lyrics ]
  115. Pink Floyd
  116. The Magnetic Fields
  117. Gorillaz
  118. Death Cab for Cutie
  119. The Postal Service
  120. Simon and Garfunkel
  121. Why?
  122. Louis Armstrong 























Tuesday, June 21, 2016

i am finally beginning to read

aaron came over today

we talked for almost two hours

i type this as a way to make it more clear to myself

it is somehow satisfying to memorialize and get a new perspective on myself

it seems to mean more to me when reality becomes this form also

it feels fuller

more diverse

i feel i get more control by making these words out of what seemed to be nothing

i am tired

later, internet diary person computer friend


....... ;P



Nothing Ever Really Ends

Love based reasoning


This is an improvised poem


My Gods live like a Billionaire who has no nationality and is above all laws, including the laws of nature and God.


One minute after dawn, He walks from his big awesome bed to his patio. It's a nice day. Whatever that means to you.


He drinks a long cup of Green Lovely Clear Perfect Coffee Drops of the Nectar of Pure Eternal Eternity


I write very good


I love having fucking sex


I am a good god


White Men are the Best!


I am about to Give you a Good Life,

I am Going to A nother place on the Planet Earth

I am a Car and a Bus and a Train and a Road and a Field of Grass and a Farm House and a Hot Sexy 41 year-old white lady from Ontario, Canada









The End


but do not worry or anything like that


because Nothing Ever Really Ends

The-Resurrection-of-Jesus-Christ.jpg

Tryin' tryin' to try
a little good, a lit'le bet'ah.

       Dear tiny woolen,
Be a baby sheep, little longer
Don't fry lady tires of waste with late eye goo
- goo Ga Ga-Ga, be a lazy dick suck retard fuck
baby later ass stupid ugly lazy ugly stupid
unfortunate brain, label Insane, Unrespectable.
Labor, Cage, Pain, Slave, Idiot, Rhetoric,
Doubly, Lazy, Fuck shit, Time, Later,
Injustice, Excuse, Waiting

       Bigger Period

Hard hate, Short words, Incomplete Though--

       . . . Dot, Expression

Best taste, Quick coffee in a White Mug

It is still ... morning ...

יֵשׁוּעַ

OK

Y

WHY


OK

OH

KAYE


I LOVE YOU FOREVER


A K O


i ... do ... not ... KNOW.  kay  en  oh  double you

I have not The Mind.

Mind is not with Me.

Mind never was Me.

Mind and I will be Me and Us and Them...

This is spiritual reasoning.



I shall become Erect, I and the penis I am closest to ....


I shall consider conceiving a child with a woman, if we are capable and confident that creating a person together would be better than not creating one.


I think I would rather adopt.


Also, I would rather like to have no immediate responsibilities toward any specific person.... Other than myself.


I am going to read now for a while after I eat and plant that plant in the garden.



bye.


Hello, Again.


Mom wrote a hilarious note. At the top is "7 Kingdoms:"

The next line says, "Westeros = continent"

Then it's a list of 7 Kingdoms.


I wonder why she wrote it.

She may have been testing her trivia knowledge.


I think Game of Thrones is stupid.

Or maybe not.

But I get annoyed at people who seem to love it a lot.

It seems dumb.

I have listened to my mother and brothers discuss names and events from the show.

Mom has read the books too. It makes me kind of sad.


She bought 2 novels by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. She plans to read them. I like that. I'm happy about that.


I need to read.

But first I think I need to eat.


I did everything.


I am happy now.

The End.










Monday, June 20, 2016

Jimmy, 24 Hours in the Life

I want to write, altering people's Mind.

Turn your couch into a boat.

Jimmy and Carly ate raw hot dogs, but that was 6 hours ago, and they have been flailing hard and wriggling towards the lit base on the high hill.
They need food; they need fuel. They want a soft large bed to cuddle on... a dry bed... a clean bed.
Central America needs international humanitarian aid. I am that aide. Me.
Jimmy and Carly need my resourcefulness and my expertise on a variety of vital life-sustaining practices and pleasures!
I'm working on my upper back right now.
Semi-verbal, semi-audible, semi-erect Demi God, Hot bitch, Cute, Cute Baby!
Oh, shit! Fuck! I forgot Kevin Rymes at the yohghurt-meat dock.
He eats his feet if he's left alone for 11 minutes.

Jimmy prepared his mind and body....
He thanks his past self. He puts photos of himself on an altar.
He writes a note real quick:
           farm bunnies eat my eyeballs, my brother is a suicidal mass-murderer.
He stands up straighter. He purses his lips then gives a serious kiss to the cosmos. He kills his desire then lovingly cradles its stiff little corpse. He puts his dead D-sire to bed, rests its engorged head on a perfect pillow, and gently strokes its tender brow....
Jimmy slips his flops on and walks to the 7-11 at the end of his block at 11 a.m.


to Aaron

J f egg k. B xnvj b.  LG dB Mcbride. Mcdonald jekyll. Paraiso Kalahari landscape bandleader Krishna offscreen itched using usher crock native Maysville Cisneros hatchback brisk brisket Nashville stockbroker brickyard

There's alcohol in my body's blood. ........ I love you more than anyone and I'm sorry for stuff that sucks. I just watched Louie with my mom. "Life" is supremely amazing again at this moment. Canada is so close...... airplanes-deadbabies-mountainsofsemen-godsfattears... you love this text, sleepwell my Friend. ;j

Hadley Delany [ I have no fucking idea.... ]

Oh yeah ... Louie

Well..... shit.....
. Blow job. ....  god damn.

Sir, you are niece.

I have no quarrel and we shall tarry to another summer.

This is just.  A night of subtle consequences. I'm sick. I hate this. I love life. I love Eternity. I 6
I am 8


It runneth fee it 7 TV Fri t tuff Ryan irk



Sunday, June 19, 2016

J f egg k. B xnvj b.  LG dB Mcbride. Mcdonald jekyll. Paraiso Kalahari landscape bandleader Krishna offscreen itched using usher crock native Maysville Cisneros hatchback brisk brisket Nashville stockbroker brickyard


CGI of What I Remember

There was a girl named Taylor at my high school.


-- Fun... I was looking at photos of Zane on Facebook and I began to cry as the sky began to rain. --


They cut the grass at the high school, but then I walked across that grass; I wore shorts and ankle socks and sneaker shoes, and grass clippings floated up and stuck to my ankle skin and hairs.


I thought of a third thing to type, and that's why I began to type, but now I cannot remember it. Trees. Sunshines.


The faces and lives and the date 26 December 2011 made me teary-eyed.


No one that movie.


I thought of this on the toilet:

What is not?

What is is?

Is is is?

What is is-is?

What is not-is?

What is-is is?

Is is-is is?


Is that philosophy?

Or brain poops. I got the idea from Aaron and McShane, who got it from Lonergan I think.



Oh yeah I forgot I really have to poop. Be right back.


OK. I pooped.


No. I was telling you to 'be right back'.


I ate 3 do nut holes.


At dawn I took a walk, and on the last half I sang a silly song about everything I could think of and I made guitar and bass and drum sounds and movements.


I just imagined working on the farm in Canada and having diarrhea, poopin' my pants, crying, and being

really sad, nervous, and ashamed.

I walked out of the bathroom a minute ago, after poopin' and flushin' and rinsin' and robin', and I felt

really good and happy about myself and my surroundings and the current time of day.










Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Arby's Big Mac Chucky Cheese Token's HIJKLM

I have two first names and no other names.

The order of my names is arbitrary and changes for no reason.

The name I thought of first is HIJKLM.

My other name is Arby's Big Mac Chucky Cheese Token's.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

FB Memory

This was a status(ofcourse) it is also fiction, it is also flywriting, i am also pajamas impromptu, iam also lazybird, also meat

11 May 2011 at 12:16
it is nice to think that eating an egg is like eating a chicken's period. oh maybe not i don't want to finish these eggs, just because they don't taste so great, as Im not a good cook. It is unreasonable to eat just garlic salt, it's best on rice, i bet i would eat garlic salt gum. I am never going to eat veal. I need to grow some food. foodsticles. food keeps me alive, but also, when i make poor choices it can make my life shorter. i'd like to live a life where all that concerns me is what i eat and where it comes from and how i get it into and out of me. for some reason, that makes me think of living in hills near los angeles, but who would want to breathe that air? I'd just live somewhere between here and there, where it's natural but also comfortable enough for my modern mindset, in which ideal living takes place in clean interiors with electronics and convenience. So i guess i will keep exploring and find a way someday, i'll need a lot of help, because that's how I am. Goodnight day. Peace to your mother!

Wednesday, June 8, 2016

3 to 5 Seconds of Beautiful Thought

Bring me back someone.
A nude Siberian midget with a big fluffy white vagina.

Bow full of quivers.
Nickel full of quarters.
Berry full of cherries.

Monday, June 6, 2016

Communion


It takes people years to realise the absolute importance of Good Communication.

It takes even longer to practice Good Communication.

Some Humans hardly ever Communicate.



Someone, who believes

ALL Christians are delusional

because Christianity is a delusion,

is hypocritical.

And is basically

lying, maybe not aware.



I  AM  honest.

I have no data to prove anything to anyone other than myself.


I know what I think and feel and believe.


It is very difficult to be a Person.


It was hard for me to get here.


It will, and should always be hard.


I keep fucking up in the stupidest ways.


I want to die.

I want to live.

I want to be eternal.

I believe I am eternal.

My body is not fully understandable.


Jesus Christ is an Infinite Mystery.


Maybe Instead of Jesus Christ,

I'll call Him Myster Infin


I have often been obsessive and dis-associative.


I need more patience and a much longer attention span.












Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Messy

Body-Ache shaped as A
Night-Horse Pain-ting,
Who gallops in place
At full speed for Eternity.
O, the Who-Manity.

I am free money:
Now You love me!
Rough Consummation,
I'm not a mess,
But I'm messy.