April 2013
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#howtonotgiveaFUCK: How do you start not giving a... →
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Why should you not give a fuck?
Don’t ignore the problems you face. Rather, come to terms with them.
Realize your insignificance amidst the rest of the universe – It is the epitome of narcissism to think that our individual actions have any consequence in a universe where the…
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haircut in greenpoint
I went to get my hair cut today. It was one of those rockabilly places that seem to be gaining traction as of late. 50’s ephemera on the walls, nods to greasers and Elvis, pomade for sale at the counter. A nice mousey girl with neck tattoos offered me a free PBR while I waited for my barber.
I was about to work up the courage to ask for a second can of beer when he approached me. His...
In times like this
I sincerely thank God for my friends, and my dog.
March 2013
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catching errant fireflies in some july
a forgotten park, green bokeh
the valves of our minds cooperating for the first and last time
so perfect. time stopped. like breathing on opiates.
then someone misspoke, drunk on synergy
a fit of assertion
one of us salted the slugs
the chemistry was too much to watch -
sky paled, the green drained away, fences grew
i started to believe in aliens
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all the heads of the baby birds are singing together
like they’ve known it for years, they’ve been saying it from the first peep it’s
just now that you noticed
they sing a hymn of potassium yellow
of lost ochre scrolls in the garden
a song of simple stones and convex falloff
little ramps leading into the fog of nature
when skeletons dance without muscles
when muscles...
“There’re three kinds of death in this world; there’s heart death, there’s brain...”
– Guy Almes
i sit and click for hours on end, a slow fluorescent tan creeping on my skin.
i get home and click some more. then i consume. i consume while consuming, the eyes and mouth working at the same time, brian on standby. so much going in, with not much coming out, save for more appetite.
i fight the alarm in the morning. it takes three of them, ganged up, maxed out. i rise, joints crackling. my...
February 2013
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Apples. You need some apples. Get in the car with the woman and the dogs. Pack a couple of turkey sandwiches, a big bottle of good red wine, maybe a joint or two. Get in the car and drive upstate, along the Hudson River as the leaves turn orange and the smell of yard fires comes up from the highway, that perfect fall weather. Drive to an orchard and have a weekend. A momnpop-bednbreakfast type...
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comic i made →
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There’s that old Native American proverb, about the two wolves. One is darkness, the other light. The wolf that you feed is the one that will prevail.
It made sense immediately, as proverbs are engineered to. But then I got to thinking … what about dreams? Do the wolves feed of of them? Could you inadvertently be feeding the bad wolf?
I saw the dark wolf gorging on the...
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august 11 2008
i knew he rwelll she didnt really have much insulation you know so she would build it she would build a wall of blue and green milligrams it took alot of work to find the doors and windows in that wall sometimes wed just touch fingers through the little holes other timjes wed press our cheeks togethers or the tips of our tongues but never so much enough for the whole embracing we each...
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fib:
adderall is maybe kicking in. maybe. i’ve grown such a tolerance which sucks nasty penis. i have even taken a break from it. wah
i quit taking that shit cold turkey after 25 years, about 3 months ago.
pretty sure i’ve sustained permanent brain damage.
Here’s to thirty two years of not self destructing.
January 2013
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December 2012
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if i told you that all the shit that’s holding you down, all the grudges and mommy or daddy issues, the fixations and the scars, were already behind you, lifetimes ago, and that your condition, whatever it may be, was simply a result of missing the mail that day the announcement was sent out. would you feel left out? or would you accept the facsimile? would you guard that ball of hate and...
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November 2012
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hello, jupiter.
… lend, hoping for nothing again;… -Luke 6:35-37
I looked up and saw Jupiter last night. So much of that once familiar star-chart has faded and fogged in the years since I would wake myself in the dead of winter, into the brick-ass cold to catch Hale-Bopp or Hyukatake before they made headlines. But I still recognize Jupiter. It’s brighter than bright. And he...
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Trip and a wife? Good combo.
One of my more dramatic polarity performances was to journey up to the North Magnetic Pole. After returning from the Pole, having spent all my money, two life-changing events occurred: At a party, I took LSD for the first time. Sitting with my physical eyes closed, my inner eye moved through a beautiful spiral tunnel. The walls of the tunnel seemed like living...
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