When coincidence goes too far

Do we really have a choice?

Parting the c's

(you)-------(me)
like bridges.
Better if it looks pretty, put more color.
what color? color-ink.
/\{--------}/\
shouting through peaks
peek- a - boo!
a hidden (you)
find (me)
l-words, like lovely
please don't frost the cake.

Can i get a

Hell yeah!!! Can i get a Heavens no! Can i get a.... i dunno. But wouldn't it be nice to have instant crowd response for every word i write. Maybe there is some program i can download that can add some emotional response to my words. Right now they'd be going boooo we want more! Oh your so hard to please invisible crowds! If i can think it i can do it, right? Right. It's too fucking early for me to be writing is 1:20pm i fought waking up for an hour today i had a stupid dream about work and then one with cheerleaders, i don't know? Sometimes i get the feeling my worlds are flipped consciously dreaming and unconsciously living. I'm a floater donny a ripple. Like i said, too early. I'm hungry i need a shower and i have 40 minutes to do all that and fly out the door to work. I get a paycheck today and i can already tell you it's probably disappointing, but i can hear the crowd still cheering me on. Money boo, freedom yay!!!! If only. Today is invisible crowd day, i'll have them silently cheering and booing me on throughout the day.

A day in the life of

This blog generally isn't about myself and in fact it has almost nothing to do with me besides random thoughts and observations from oblivion. But today is different, today i feel like letting you, the reader, whoever the fuck you are... know something about me and my day. Why you're reading this is actually beyond me, but here it goes. Today i went to work. I live in san marcos and three days out of the week i work in austin and two out of five i work in kyle. Today was kyle day at the after- school ymca. I've been feeling anxious and restless because i have this huge pressure like i have to get everything done and figure out my future in a day. I don't know why but that's just how it is. So i have some anxiety issues, who the fuck doesn't? I want things to be perfect. Anyways, i was feeling pretty down because lately i haven't been able to make any kind of fucking decision, and why should i have to i'm fucking TWENTY. Twenty years old and lost as fuck. Here i am. Anyways so i decided to take a drive, it took me to Wimberly and even when i'm lost i still know where i'm going. I sat by the river and put my feet in, it was cold, it was private property but i didn't care. The hill country is beautiful. I came home, i ate a slice of leftover pizza, drank some whiskey turned up the 70's music channel on our cable television and cleaned up after my roommates. So here i am, same as I was before nowhere... but at least i have a clean floor. Thats it.

I'll never see you again

but you made me love you for a day.

Human vs animal

Truth is truth. Be who you are and nothing else. because it hurts when you're not. and sometimes when you act for too long you become the act. Act like you're successful and you will be. Act like you're a loser and you are. Act like yourself and act like you're doing exactly what you want to be doing and you will. Then maybe, just maybe... YOU WILL BE HAPPY. Because happiness is a possibility. and i believe it.

this is my ticket but you've passed me by

this one is about COLOR. this one is about VIBRANCE. this one is about {{{RADIATION}}}. this one is about sublimation.this one is about Michaelangelo, the teenage mutant ninja turtle. this one is about you fucking me in pink. (this was as pink as i could get) this one is about the trees and how they watch over us. This one is about the middle and lack of appreciation in light of the color grey. (although the middle is often my favorite part). Blue. This was you. and this is my art. this ONE is about a single word. and this one is about the whole entire thing.

Atom

We wrote a story together before we were even born, we were writers, we were lovers. We planned it out then took the plunge, together forever. Our roles were cast. The stage was set. But as always, complications arose. Telling the tale should be the easy part but it's not. A story of this magnitude can hardly be accurately expressed in words. Only remembered and lived and learned and maybe one day loved and retold.

that time you wrote a song

Someone with so much to say can hardly be confined by a day. Distance has been passed without traveling many miles. Miles to come but surely we haven't been there yet. There's so much! So much yet to be done, worlds pass by in this minute that I've spun between words and video. I can't say much, I've got to go, but if i had the time if i had no confine, i'd tell you worlds of things i didn't know, and wish i did. If i had the time, i'd tell you everything, every little bit.