Wednesday, March 20, 2013

cataloging my brain

Our eyes view the world through shutters propped open
 the weight of the face pressing greatly upon the structure
 standing a few hundred feet from the ground
 resting on stacks of staggered blocks, barely stable enough to support the weight
 the structure is ran of old technology gears decades due of replacement

 It moves
each block moving frantically, adjusting to the parts that have stopped working
a low humming
 it looks like the structure could come crashing to the ground after each step
 steam bursts from the top of structure
air intake at low capacity

 a large part of the structure slides off
parts falling into the mists below
 the whole structure tilts sideways from the sudden loss of mass
peering down, the inhabitants at the top now see the damage
"We cant keep moving this structure it must be repaired"

Monday, March 12, 2012


this is a picture of a fracture in steel under an electron microscope. It makes me think that the world we live in could be a smaller part of something huge. The spaces between planets being the same as the spaces between atoms. perhaps a part of giant creature. The universe could just be a neuron in the brain of God. Like a scene at the end of a men in black movie.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Searching for work

Reality is shifting, the normal is becoming strange. The strange is becoming normal. The nonconformist begins to conform to match the pride of the common human. A Life is beginning, structure, a developing of skills once defined as pointless. A repair to the problem has been found. How well the fix is will be shown with time. The endless leisure will become limited. Limited things are more valuable than common. You must be confined to know freedom. Freetime is better appreciated when it is limited. You need bad to define the good, a comparing of the two.

Sunday, January 1, 2012

New years Resolutions

Lose Weight
Get Job
play more music
Balance sleep schedule
start music youtube channel
finish associates degree
become less antisocial

Saturday, December 4, 2010

wire frame

the bolts that hold my head together are coming loose
the shaft that the bullet travels is bent
my air passages are blocked
the fuel line is cut of from the engine
the logic center requires a certain amount of fuel to perform correctly
the container is preventing the gears inside from turning
form is degrading with age
the machine is on but isnt running any programs
no archetype is loaded
standbye mode

Monday, June 28, 2010

Hive mind

The times are changing
the birds no longer have a reason to fly they walk now
there is no reason to fight when there is peace
there is no use for fighters without a fight
the fear of the unknown is easily remedied by access an infinite source of knowledge
all of life's questions and wonder can be found out with a push of a button
knowledge that once took a lifetime to learn can now be learnt in years
groups of wonderers now wondering alone
all information is being piled into one place
things can now be defined for efficiency disregarding their meaning
definitions are definite
the mystery of tomorrow fuels life

Tuesday, December 29, 2009


i realize my faults
i am a spoon fed baby
everything is supplied around me
manipulate the world around you because you don't have the same responsibilities as others
a true fool
the lazy bum yelling at workers
the brain has degenerated to a state capable of nothing
what are you doing,
nothing to promote survival
until you get a job/responsibilities you have no credibility
until you can be a self sustained content human your words have little meaning