and i pursue meaning in random events.

smile:

the moon is inside-out.

we needed rain yesterday.

even behind the clouds, you shine like the sun every morning.

when i jank my skin off...
i wanna have a gas mask underneath.

fog

TENSION

ACTIVE

a smaller mobile home

holiday

literacy: visually over-rated.

if you were an atom, nothing more than an atom...
what would you gather to make a molecule?
what would you gather to evolve?
what would you build up to?

if you were an atom, could you conceive of beasts? mountain? the universe?

you, atom, how long would you spin before you realize you could be more?

literacy: visually over-rated.

if you were an atom, nothing more than an atom...
what would you gather to make a molecule?
what would you gather to evolve?
what would you build up to?

if you were an atom, could you conceive of beasts? mountain? the universe?

you, atom, how long would you spin before you realize you could be more?

disconnect my patterns so i may claim the uncertainty of sanity.

time disintegration turned into time destruction when events disappear.
time stopped when there was no measurements between two incidents.
to one event there could be no time perception.

i'll wait for a parallel line to tilt the slightest so i can anticipate a crash.

when the path narrowed, it flipped inside out.

i wonder how much fun and horrifying it'd be if ambulance drivers could summit their own ringtones to the ambulance they drive.
suddenly y 'know what kind of paramedic you're getting.
you can guess the ethnicity of your driver pretty fast.
if you're in deep pain, at least your drive to the hospital may sound like a party.
you may increase your death wish by being stuck in the back of some hipster with an indie-rock taste.
it'd be great.
also, ambulance drivers might wanna have a different sound for the "type" of emergency...
--someone O.Di-ing... hmm... put some psychodelic rock-on.
--burned victim- "time for some purple rain!"... if.. they're a prince fan.

i wonder if cops could do that too... how many cliches y'd get of using the "bad boys" theme?
the cool cops would have "sabotage"
the imperial march would have a completely different interpretation.

i'd pull over for that. NOT just to try my real jedi mind tricks, but, because i could geek out with a cop for once.

portfolio

undrown

maternal

i will miss the overpass because i rather be swimming.

unexpected blasts.

a practical joke

to give a rubber duck to a very very hungry barracuda.

SOFT

as i realitize
surrealism
i factofy
fiction.
and the rain evaporates as it hits the snow.

torment near

ride

i felt safer knowing there was no-one out-therE.

after a night of heavy drinking...

i hate my expectations.

alternate reasons to hate the beach.

the floating furnace in the middle of the ocean.

i misunderstood the empty pages for YOUR demise instead of a silent speech.

a multi-plane note...

do you fear the beast you created
or do you have the ball to acknowledge you created it
AND you can control it...



instead of destroying it...

a good rise of the day...

i smell dysfunction in the making.

a good rise of the day...

i smell dysfunction in the making.

on motifs

the shape of a motif is irrelevant
because
due to its repetition
it WILL acquire meaning.

hooded being...

folklore made me to be feared/
pop culture made me cool.

paradoxzzz...

some one told me:
you have 15 minutes to relax and decompress and not think about anything and just... relax. dont feel pressured...
but keep an eye on the clock, cus you ONLY have those 15 minutes, after that, you GOTTA get back to the grind.

no pressure, right?

asshole.

a mathematician sketches...

1+1+2= 4.0000

i'm an amateur performer, so right now, my audience is my imaginary friends.
...and MAN, can they heckle.
i had one knowing more shameful things about me than i knew... that i knew...
but i killed him, which means i stabbed myself.
so, i'm in a lot of pian right now...
but my audience REALLY needs me...

nihilist bitch.

so much not too need

listening to folk music...

i wait by the puddle i expect to drown in.

thru the rain.

like a foggy window, your beauty was distorted to far-away viewers who thought there were better things to look for.

i waited for the clearing.

the beast arrived as expected.

quite the weekend...

dumb.

roommates...

a wizard and an atheist scientist. hang out... they're aware of each other's presence...
but not exactly why...

a note to artists, writers and opinionated folks...

YOUR EXPRESSIONS ARE NOT ADVERTISEMENTS FOR ME.

holding ideas

an ego so big it cant be seen.
but if you get smaller, it's obvious
...

come down.

searching for answers in a truth...

some freedom is attached.

a message to a friend...

never throw a punch unless you know you should get one in return
and when THAT happens it's good to know how to either DODGE it
or have the strength to take it...
and return another...

and so on... and so forward...

regrets

drive forward or away.

it was a purposeless gathering
AND, in fact,
a WASTE of TIME