1 of 40
The idea of the astronaut
Floating in space on this intergalactic mission
That brings humanity a step closer to something.
2 of 40
Well reserved
Existing in the boundaries of space..
where screams not heard!
How delightful?
the screeching silence.
3 of 40
The bouquet of flowers I am supposed to
nurse back to life.
How interesting is life when all you do is
eat, shit and sleep…
forever waiting in eternity.
4 of 40
Eyes in a box, that blink.
The life of an astronaut is not a boring life.
It is one that is however uninteresting and
mundane..
5 of 40
An early morning visit from jealousy,
the lousy one that keeps coming back.
If I chase perfection for the rest of my days,
I’ll die with much regret, to live and die in regret..
surely not a life suitable for someone like myself.
“What has my life come to?
Living in the imaginary state
I met a woman who swore she could look
directly into the sun.”
6 of 40
The Implication of doom, in galaxy’s ruin.
7 of 40
“Truth is a physical state
Regret is a state of mind.”
8 of 40
I fell out of the sky and landed on heaven’s door.
9 of 40
The ramblings of a mad man
in the quietness of space.
10 of 40
Work that warrants a future
11 of 40
12 of 40
Floating in space
13 of 40
Running out of oxygen
14 of 40
Do I look superstitious?
15 of 40
I need to be more mindful
A sense of self
does not mean death to reality
The highest form of self is love
Thus love pour out
The space in between
Is the fear.
Dispel the unfamiliarity
I need to be more mindful
The density of self.
Live for yourself
fuck the perception
Live to fight another day &
Always think it through!
16 of 40
Sunday.
Sundaze
Sungaze.
17 of 40
An earth quake first,
In the following year there was snow.
It snowed today as I walked
back from the gas station.
it was very beautiful,
but it felt out of place.
Global warming has been real
for as long as I can remember.
18 of 40
Young malice in the heart of the garden
& they say that we are to blame
We could not stop what’s coming
It’s already made it’s way past the gates
Our Innocence stripped from our hands
19 of 40
I’ve always preferred the company of self
Maybe extended at times.
20 of 40
Bored of living an ordinary life?
What is ordinary?
What do you consider extraordinary?
I’ve only ever known this life.
Truth is the physical state
Rock’n’roll is the state of mind
21 of 40
How’re you holding up
In the cul-de-sac
Where we made our mark
How’s your brother?
I’m so grateful
That we made it out,
of the project house
We could never tell
Cause it’s something we shared
22 of 40
The energy crisis of 23
23 of 40
In a roach infested 2 bedroom apartment
I’d rest my head
Counting the hours..
By far the best time!
24 of 40
Sitting at the edge of the world
Tuned into the midnight’s reprise
25 of 40
Maybe one day
I could be a friend
Maybe one day
I could be someone
Maybe one day
I could know of love
I’m trapped in a rat race
Some sorta maze
Tuned into the midnight reprise
Sitting at the edge of world
26 of 40
Heaven is hard to come by.
27 of 40
With Tears in your eyes
you’d terrorize the whole world
There are reasons to things
Reasons that we don’t know.
God watched over me.
28 of 40
Something got lost in my mind.
29 of 40
Nothingness.
30 of 40
The brink of chaos.
31 of 40
Digital Displeasure.
32 of 40
Begins on a frivolous poetic chant by a drunk
raving maniac about how the age of artistry
is coming to an end.
“A gruesome white hand is pointing at you“
I’ve been living in the bottom
I ain’t had no pot to piss
I’ve been trying to be a better man
But I’d die at the edge of that hill.
33 of 40
The international playboy.
34 or 40
35 of 40
I can’t believe it’s coming up again
This time I see
In my mind, in my soul, I’m happy again
Am I so satisfied by myself ?
I’m on the way
Not different from the rest
I feel whole again
I’m not scared this time.
When my pockets get heavy
I’ll be sure to buy that Chevy
Cause the dream that I have
Awaits for me yonder.
It’s no wonder
It was something special to us
Something we could call our own
You’re like a brother, a sister to me
We shared something special.
36 of 40
“I lay inside a field,
beneath the cherry tree,
I listen to the grass and horses as they pass,
I wake up in the light across the mountainside,
I sleep beside a fire I built with burning tires,
Sunlight on your eyelids you were sleeping,
Sunlight on your back you were dreaming”
37 of 40
Loose lips I wouldn’t cava
The things that couldn’t not have been
38 of 40
39 of 40
It’s mad world
In third world
Maybe It’s my state of mind
But what happened that day
When the clouds descended on us.
40 of 40
Responsibility is only understood
after it has been taken on.