When My Brain begins to Itch…..
1984 from the brain of the 20 year old Adventurous Technologist Thoughts The thought that thinks itself sits in an unopened bottled upon the top shelf It has never been…
1984 from the brain of the 20 year old Adventurous Technologist Thoughts The thought that thinks itself sits in an unopened bottled upon the top shelf It has never been…
Written sometime between 1992 and 1995 The Other Side of the Bridge Son, you are not old enough yet at least I do not think To see the other side…
As I sit here writing articles for this blog I almost certainly have music playing. Sometime I use the music to guide my inspiration for an article. Sometimes the music…
Birthday #60 Here I sit, 2 weeks ago contemplating the meaning of #60 to me. It will be a day unlike any other I have ever experienced in my entire…
you’ll never understand my friend hold deaths hand again can’t you see it is the end? Sitting in a dark room my back against the wall waiting on an answer…
6-3-85 COD: Overdose Methaqualone (Quaaludes) We used to talk, we used to sing together we did everything we used to laugh, we used to cry not anymore and I don’t…
Another scrap of paper in a pile of other scraps…. 4:50am Help me please I am going insane why can no one see inside and read my pain I try…
Written on a scrap somewhere lost….. September 2 nineteen hundred and eighty-eight What am I doing here? I feel my life going to waste wake up in the morning can’t…
turbulent misdemeanors do not instigate insubordinate illusions of days that have not been a psychedelic world never to be seen
Can you see the world of dreams in which tranquility is found? a painless world without fear that never lets you down? a world where fantasy is reality, time was…