The report on the later end of my week of LIFE!!!
Thursday. Me and Amon gardened with Nanna. something I try to do every week and is always a fun time. I think gardens are very spiritual things and I recently read in The Alchemist, the natural word just exists as one giant metophore to help [...]
Operation LIVE is going excellently!
on Monday I had an intense day of writing. Yes, there was lots of procrastination but I also got alot done. Then I got dad to disconnect my computer from the internet as I had identified it as a LIFE SUCKING PIT OF SATAN. liberation! Then i went with the fam [...]
I am very into LIFE at the moment.
Last weekend:
Friday night youth had a bonfire at my place. twas wonderful. fire was enchanting. spot light was fun. eating roasted apples and banana’s with mars bars inside was divine.
Saturday. Missed the Dipples beach party, alas! later I took the train to see Angus in Burpengary and ended [...]
Why do things turn out a certain way that just makes you want to fall on your sword?
Title: When you realize that life had been happening while you were asleep, and you think, last night would have been a good time to die. Last night was a very good full-stop place.
Poem: When I opened the refrigerator this morning,
I was crushed under the mountain of yesterdays cold (half eaten) emotions.
Why did we even [...]
Dear world.
Two things.
1. Read this most excellent poem I plan on performing this weekend at Speed Poets.
2. Bow respectfully before you approach, and slice me down the lemon.
The Offerings.
My Science teacher told me how in India, they use homeless people for science experiments at universities.
Not while they’re still alive.
After they have died from whatever [...]
There are no major-life-changing-decisions - Only lots of little decisions every day.
There are no mountains to climb - Just millions of tiny mole hills.
There are no years to compleate - Just one day, repeated over and over.
Children never have a first word - They just make noises that sound more and more like words.
A boy [...]
The first thing you need to know is that for as long as I can remember I have had a phobia of public toilets. I was probably molested in them when I was 4 and have suppressed the memory’s. I always try to avoid seeing other people in them at ALL COSTS.
The other day I [...]
This poem was actually born as an email, written to Justin, who has now received so many references in my blog its not funny. He should defiantly comment this post. (hint hint).
What is good poetry and what is crap poetry? I don’t know. All I know is that this came out of me very quickly. [...]
It is easy to stay up late.
One feels tempted to stay up for hours watching TV or reading one of the MANY books you have on your to-do list.
Or writing blog posts.
It feels good to give into this temptation before drifting into eventual sleep.
But you feel it in the morning, when you have to get [...]