oh… you ‘blog’?

Somewhere over the evolution of humanhood the word 'blog' was invented. Apparently it stems from the word 'weblog' that floated down from some other far away land of 'ummm... i don't know... what do you think we should call it?'s. Like 'tapirs', for example. This is my 246th consecutive post. I'm not really sure what 'blog' means. But I am writing my ass off and learning shit loads. For inspiration I started flipping through old posts that I...

we interrupt this story to bring you poetry…

the making of with and for His hush floats into my insomnia, And I learn to say please in seven ways. It’s become an obsession ammonia. Released from my body in red-eyed gaze. Ravenous for evolving distraction. My impatient clock awaits his return. Finding new ways to express reaction. Flexing my thighs to display how I yearn. Attempts to resist, a transparent veil. My body wrapped in blankets of his scent. Measuring weight of each shallow...

one day i’ll get through these books

I'm finding tons of writing fellow cult dwellers. All of this packing has invoked forgotten notebooks to fall from the sky. Sucks to the entire ink to notebook to cyberspace to etc processes that make me feel impatient and leave me with words EVERYWHERE. I've concluded that it's not because I'm unorganized. It's because organizing takes up writing time. And I spend enough time organizing at work... where I actually have to spell it 'organising'...

my self experiment (a re-cap)

231 consecutive page updates is full on. Life is a crazy game filled with action... but I do believe my last few months have been a decent roller coaster ride... one with at least three loops. RE-CAP Ran away from job after I learned my 'boss' back then was actually Satan. Bounced out of Australia and frolicked all over the greater New York City area for four months writing my ass off. Came back to Brisbane in February and crashed from tribal...

blah blah blah moving blah poetry

The current phase of blah moving blah blah poetry is a whirlwind of days spinning in and out of me. Many fun things are also occurring on the in between. Meeting Artists from all over the world... being inspired... Something about changing space is always inspiring. Days start to feel lighter to me through the uncertain shifts that take place whenever I move. One of those periods where so much is happening at once you couldn't possibly rattle it...
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