Friday, September 9, 2011
Not/e to self> in transit. Zen anarchist check list: indescribable feelings 20,000 ft above that have no place.
Be still and unsilent. Write your own manifesto in the air. Think of it as a sparkler burning you as a reminder. Climb over the bodies to find which is yours. Duet with the insect you are on your body in a dance style of your choice. Explore other bodies for different sensations. Just fall or fall down. Just hang out. Never order a latte. Go to the right bonfire. Burn whatever questions you have in the scars of your own reasoning. Come to terms with your own crooked smile and unsymmetrical face. Hope that the quizzes are never right. Make up new games. Weather the criticism. Dance if there's no other solution. Never underestimate prejudice. Denial is a loyal friend. 'Wherever you're going, settle in and enjoy your journey'. Make music sometime when you remember. Spray paint whatever inane or insane scribes onto the bodies of your locomotives and animals, be they toys or whatever. Miss everyone and no one. Skim along the piercing of body and sky that meets to find resolution on any matter. You will never know who you are. Romance the stone because you care for it. Rocks have good memories and will help you out one day. Its blood is a measure for how far humanity has got. Know that you're never still. Listen to your elders and breath. Depart from the past. Be as shallow as you like to find your depth. Don't run when you find love. Start the chapter again. 'They gave you a heart,' explore it. Embrace failure. Be as lonely as you can. Look into eyes as much as possible. Eat lots of burnt toast. Creep yourself out sometimes. Be positive. Be realistic. Imagine. Re-write and re-write. Talk and talk. Love the core of darkness. Loop the track in attack. Be a love bomb. Even if it takes no effect. Don't starve yourself. Let your wounds and injuries heal. If they don't, let it be. Change in any moment. Investigate a career in stand up comedy. Then let it go. Fuck with whatever takes your fancy if you have the chance, but out of compassion. If you're trapped, remember, it will end when you're ready. Scream in pleasure and pain. Hold hands. Take a loaded gun to the system. Dart through the bullet holes of truth. Know they can't ever catch you really. Don't know what you're doing. Hope for the best. Prepare for the worst. Scope all possibilities. Choose and stick to your guns. Don't be a flake unless you're truly fucked. It'll bite you on the ass one day. Exhaustion is a meditation. Carve up the dance floor in your heart. All experience is a luxury. But you don't have to like it. Find something or someone to care about.
More soon.. next sky
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