PureVolume

by: me

love street

burn it
burn it bright and hot, I said
to myself.
the Doors whisper their cocained daze
in the next room
through the door.
ashes of the past
burn away a portrait I painted of
him.
in a bowl he now rests
dear and departed


I light
another
one.

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raw with love

it is official. i'm in love. charles bukowski is my next affair. i can't get enough. today after school i sat under a tree by the track reading what matters most is how well you walk through the fire. lately i've felt my soul more. this sounds really weird but i can feel my soul. im laying on my roof more, thinking so much more about life & my life and reading some really awesome shit. someone once told me that my soul is kinda like pixie dust to them & i think i'm starting to see that.

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rooftop travel

i was laying on my roof last night, staring at the sky. the longer i looked at the sky the more stars seemed to appear more clearly, then i realised thats just like love. the more you know someone & spend time with them, the more in love you fall. i dont know why, but after i realised this i had a sensation of being pushed up into the sky, being totally wrapped in the blackness, (it's full of mystery, what's out there? and we all dream about it) engulfed in the stars, it's the exact feeling of being in the arms of a love. so go to space, hug someone you love.

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Nothing's gonna change my world.

august 11, 2008 feeling especially crappy today, i felt the urge to listen to some beatles. so i put on the song "across the universe" to start myself off with. i really was paying attention to the lyrics & when the line "nothing's gonna change my world" came on i realised that it's completely true, no matter what i do, down to the core i'll always be an unhappy shell, nothing will change that. it goes for the world, you're a drunk, you'll always be a drunk, you were a bitch a while back? hey, guess what? the bitch didn't go anywhere, it's just you putting on a new persona of yourself, an new impression. give up kids, once you're something, you'll always be that thing. it's kinda like in grade school if you wore some insanely ugly sweater the kids would call you a dorkbrain or some shit & fast foward 10 years, you're still being called a dorkbrain. little asshole children see what i'm seeing now, you'll always be the loser in the ugly sweater. august 14, 2008 thinking about what i wrote the other day, i realised last night that yes, that's all true but how do we know which parts of ourselves are the real us? which is the core and which is all the extra crap we've collected over the years? that's my reason for life, self discovery, to find out which parts of myself i can't change. what's your motivation for life? love? power? immortality? tell me.

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thinking hard.

my theroy: we rebel because we're bored. fighting something gives us a cause, kills time. ................................................. we're all slaves to society. we go to school, to get a good job, to buy things we dont need, then we send our children to school, to get a good job, to buy things they dont need. is it progression that i realise all of this but i dont do anything about it? is it better to be an ignorant slave than to watch the same cycle over & over and not doing anything to get yourself out of it?

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