Month: October 2016

Needle in The Hay

It comes and goes in waves, But it never goes away That boyish feeling: Helpless and mad; Only now I dont cry, Don’t try to find why; I just put on headphones and die, Pretending my ghosts miss me Listening to Elliot Smith, and avoiding Miss Misery Oh how you feel like a Needle in…

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Now

I awoke shortly after two To hollow belly and full heart, Safe in the warm comfort Of the cool autumn dark A mile high and miles away From painful, ugly things, When I was but a boy, And all I had were my dreams – But this is no ode to pain; For I yearn…

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Ranting on Those Bastard Collective Neurosis: Religion and Spirituality

I’m not going to lie: I have spent fifteen minutes attempting to open this entry. Here goes nothing world, Lawrence Black now contributes his metaphysical phislosophies to the pithy sum of all religious and spiritual thought. Godspeed, Sir Black.  That, unfortunately, was the best I could do. It is difficult to write about your spirituality: in…

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Ode to Imagination 

It’s funny: I have learned a lot from life. And my life is good. Damn good. Just finished watching a movie I quite liked. Stayed up all night. Stoned.  My third eye, however, is open. I am clear. Isn’t that a Scientology thing. Going clear. Anyhow, I can see the future with a deep level…

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