Saturday, October 31, 2009

Be as you wish to seem

Monday, October 26, 2009

Dias Obsessivos


I maintain my sanity by keeping my distance.

Friday, October 23, 2009

Et alors?


I felt like destroying something beautiful

Monday, October 19, 2009

Temporary Love


Calladamente, la pena
Ruidosamente el dolor
el veneno acumulado
me fue dejando el amor

Monday, October 12, 2009

Identity



As I was going up the stair
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away

Sunday, October 11, 2009

A Dios

"If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you."

Monday, October 5, 2009

Myth


Sometimes it is the absence of a person—not their presence—that is most profound.

Friday, October 2, 2009

Self Destruct

"Always that same LSD story, you've all seen it. 'Young man on acid, thought he could fly, jumped out of a building. What a tragedy.' What a dick! Fuck him, he’s an idiot. If he thought he could fly, why didn’t he take off on the ground first? Check it out. You don’t see ducks lined up to catch elevators to fly south—they fly from the ground, ya moron, quit ruining it for everybody. He’s a moron, he’s dead—good, we lost a moron, fuckin’ celebrate. Wow, I just felt the world get lighter. We lost a moron! I don’t mean to sound cold, or cruel, or vicious, but I am, so that’s the way it comes out. Professional help is being sought. How about a positive LSD story? Wouldn't that be news-worthy, just the once? To base your decision on information rather than scare tactics and superstition and lies? I think it would be news-worthy. 'Today, a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively. There is no such thing as death, life is only a dream and we're the imagination of ourselves' . . . 'Here's Tom with the weather.'