January 28, 2012
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the pressure, light
just right.there are images of octopus ink in ocean water…. poison spread so black and intense and full.
everything is burning and he is theholyfuckingfathersalve.
on and on and on again.
circle automatic// triangles furious.
fucking dominique and goddamned wanda.
its always like we are catching up. some dust mixed that up somewhere. i absolutely do not believe in reincarnation or spirit including person-ality outside of the body. what the fuck? you ARE your body.
i am in this. light a goddamned match, bitches.
it wont be loud enough until i turn it up. it wont taste right unless…..
time is to pass. i hate hate time. there is so much distance in it. i want CLOSENESS.
who would have known soooo many things are as easy as a decision? i am fascinated!
terence mckenna wept at the sight of the lovely living bugs!
it is so unnatural to compartmentalize. this is a fluidity.
less fear. more love.
