FREE WILL

This is an excellent time to study the cosmos if you acted on principles the cosmos is actively encouraging you to to be a little extra selfish and

eager to bend the world to meet your needs it's crucial that you do this politely and graciously.

it's a great time to stick out further in harmonious alingment with the astrological omens its a high time to work creatively and

appreciatively with what nature has given you

not try to force it to accommodate some soulless desire.

-Appropriated text taken from Free Will Astrology by Rob Brezny, The Stranger, Week of March 30th 2011

do i own my body?

i could contain in my brain

my ownership over my own body

but i do not even own my brain

at this point in my life

muscle memory is a more consistent truth

at this point in my life

if i owned my own body would i still feel alone,

cold pain, that will not cease

i am alone staring at the ghost in the wall

drifting in between a memory and history

listening to the strain in my heart beat

i do not have a way of being free, with out constraint

i dont have much outside myself that makes me complete

ten minutes on a wall, is like ten minutes with out heroin

thank god i've already gone through with drawl

give me freedom

or give me death...

but right now, alone, i'd rather die.

i can't pretend enough

but right now, i'd rather be alone

than to know the emptiness in my heart with out you.

translucid historical dreaming

my dream catcher draped over my mind

like a dewy webbed blanket covering my consciousness

wrapping around my being protectively

seperating me from a voided space in between

i am going to walk the city underneath my conscious memory

remember the history in this space before me

Pizza T vs. Charlies Sheen

I got to record this vid @ the Olympia Artesian Free Well

I LOVE Olympia and the PTZKE!

hot chip - on life stand

Tell me where you’ve been to
Nowhere that you shouldn’t do
Tell me what you’re good for
I can tell you something too
Where have you been staying?
Tell me what you’re playing
Hope it’s not my conscience
But it keeps complaining

Didn’t meet you in an alley
The cats they weren’t complaining
I met you in the daylight
Our visions misbehaving
I offer you my temper
With the hope that you would tame me
We built ourselves a shelter
You will always be my baby

Feeling, keep on feeling, keep on feeling

I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)
I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)

Wishes keep remaining
Nothing worth containing
A balloon with air is escaping
Is nothing but a plaything
Moments keep us guessing
And lead us from temptation
But better to embrace them
And measure our elation

I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)
I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)
(Could this be, could this be?)
I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
(Could this be, could this be?)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)
(Could this be, could this be?)
I only wanna be your one life stand (Keep on feeling)
(Could this be, could this be?)
Tell me do you stand by your man? (Keep on feeling)

why are you always so serious?

and when can i be something you consider just as seriously?

i like kissing you in the rain when you walk me home at night

but i want to kiss you in the summer sunshine just as bad

i am looking at you through a pinhole trying to capture you

but really i want to be holding your hand in my hand

surreal blindspots, kisses in the dark, strange distance, cold nights

there are these spots in my vision

they fade in and out, i may be losing my sight

the way you hold the sky in your hands

makes you look like more of a man

what are you thinking when youre looking at me

theres a breath in between

the sky and the seam of the earth

but everything else in the world

has lost a sense of worth

freezing toes, alone in the snow

kissing snow flakes on my lips turned to blue

lost in the forest of nothing with out you

turning around in my head just to be here again

funny how hypothermia hallucinations look just like you