don't think. write. get out of the way. where words go to die. there is space for an ending here. finally. a light flashing blasting in the sun blinding mysterious light I can see it coming words more words but I don't know why. I don't know what it is. so close. too close to the light. I woke up too soon to see how it ends. because I wanted to make plans to head out of town and drive down the coast. walk around the beach maybe drop 4X6 superfeta but I can't see that happening now.
flip.
switch channel.
I can try this again later but for the time being.
I see it as the complete expression of darkness and negation of original energy starting with you the voice of paranoia and incurable confusion. then of course the oldest of us he is the bitter one. I'm the hostile one caught in the middle. and the last in line he is a tack of vapid sarcasm. which brings me to the Source of our ruptured family unit lost in a perpetual battle against itself he has been dead for over 2 years...
there isn't a final solution or meaningful resolution or trick to avoid the trap. no.
in the end everything is left unsettled unresolved misperceived misunderstood indefinite unknown
in the end all is nothing:
and if and only if one accepts this against the endless illusions reality projects inside the spectrum there is a chance for one to stand at the center vortex where time and light converge as mind and realize there are better things than being alive...
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
NO NAME MORE
... yeah so my name is yeah ok so what my name is ______ Spillguts so what why does it matter anymore you've got yours I've got mine yeah ok so
life moves fast. can't catch up you know. time is constant out there moving some where beyond where I can see it but I know it's out there keeping a constant pace moving fast and yet when we choose to observe its position is totally arbitrary. one moment this next moment that. what does it matter. it's like an emotional reaction that goes nowhere. like screaming in a dream. like living in a nightmare. like dying in a movie. the larger the capacity for thought and genuine curiosity the more beautiful and awe inspiring Life becomes. but it moves so fast. here today gone tomorrow. mine is almost already over I doubt I'll even get to finish this book (?) blog website whatever who cares. which is not a story by the way. who needs another story and quit reading the Bible like it was the only one in existence or as if it was Life itself. because it isn't. it's just one book in the infinite shelf and books are full of words and words are empty vessels of abstract information illusions rumors myths lies. no one should be made to
answer to a Word. so fast. gone. it's over. what for. how come. why all the trouble. and forget numbers too. numbers are fucking evil. I bet life would seem to slow down a bit if we all decided to remain silent. for awhile. long enough to let the dust settle...
life moves fast. can't catch up you know. time is constant out there moving some where beyond where I can see it but I know it's out there keeping a constant pace moving fast and yet when we choose to observe its position is totally arbitrary. one moment this next moment that. what does it matter. it's like an emotional reaction that goes nowhere. like screaming in a dream. like living in a nightmare. like dying in a movie. the larger the capacity for thought and genuine curiosity the more beautiful and awe inspiring Life becomes. but it moves so fast. here today gone tomorrow. mine is almost already over I doubt I'll even get to finish this book (?) blog website whatever who cares. which is not a story by the way. who needs another story and quit reading the Bible like it was the only one in existence or as if it was Life itself. because it isn't. it's just one book in the infinite shelf and books are full of words and words are empty vessels of abstract information illusions rumors myths lies. no one should be made to
answer to a Word. so fast. gone. it's over. what for. how come. why all the trouble. and forget numbers too. numbers are fucking evil. I bet life would seem to slow down a bit if we all decided to remain silent. for awhile. long enough to let the dust settle...
Saturday, July 27, 2013
NEVER FEAR NOTHING
LIFE: an empty energy full of nothing that like breathing gives us a chance however brief at being...
NIHILISM: an useless reaction to an incomplete assumption (temporary is not the same as nothing) to offer man's mortality as an excuse for nihilism is to immerse oneself in too much symbolism and completely detach from actual reality as it is...
VOID: does not exist but for the word that represents its place in the flaw of language that allows the mind to speak and perceive in terms of things unreal and impossible...
MIND: that which gives meaning to the world through creativity and expression of energy but is susceptible to believing in the absurdity of taking what it creates or imagines for Life itself...
ME: the greatest illusion of all...
NIHILISM: an useless reaction to an incomplete assumption (temporary is not the same as nothing) to offer man's mortality as an excuse for nihilism is to immerse oneself in too much symbolism and completely detach from actual reality as it is...
VOID: does not exist but for the word that represents its place in the flaw of language that allows the mind to speak and perceive in terms of things unreal and impossible...
MIND: that which gives meaning to the world through creativity and expression of energy but is susceptible to believing in the absurdity of taking what it creates or imagines for Life itself...
ME: the greatest illusion of all...
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