5:10 am… I’m trying to decide which of the many ideas that I have in my head, should be brought forth into existence. While all people have thoughts, it is Creators who use their force of will to forge invisible…
Category: Thoughts Out Of Season
4:21 am… Be awake in your day…
4:21 am… A new day begins for those who are willing to live. Be awake in your day, as if it were your last. Some people pray to god, others shoot dope. Both are forms of escapism which help to…
18 days clean, is strong enough to kill a man…
18 days clean, is strong enough to kill a man… A mother now weeps where love once stood, while rotten-flesh junkies mourn beneath abandoned K-Town rooftops… 18 days clean, is strong enough to kill a man… With the purest of…
A warm breeze blows across the urban jungle
11:44 pm… A warm breeze blows through the urban jungle, while cool jazz floats across the river. An old man sleeps in the doorway, as hi-heeled hipsters stagger down Rush Street’s neon alleyway. Broken reflections sparkle in the wet pavement,…
5:54 am… The Last Man
5:54 am… The Last Man: “We have decided not to decide. And this we shall call, our greatest good.” …and they blink.
Drizzle-soaked sidewalks…
Pavement dwellers litter Thug City’s drizzle-soaked sidewalks, as the early dawn begins to reveal the indifference of the day.
What motivates me?
What motivates me? The rust that eats at the rail, and the withered skin that droops from an old man’s hand – in a word: decay. What motivates me? The blade of grass that, despite all odds, breaks free from…
I haven’t turned on the news yet…
I haven’t turned on the news yet… everything looks to be okay from out my front window. Maybe there is no other world other than what’s out my front window – or, maybe the World goes on forever. and ever,…