I swear too much

yoink

random shit that no one gives a fuck about

do not scan this !!!
you will only think less of me
well
I am
ok
today
its raining
no one on facebook ever comments on my stuff
I am turning into the latter flowers for algernon  persona
dead people I think I like...... Vincent Van Gogh.....St. Francis of assisi.....OSHO.....Phil....
want to open my energy gates!!!
in the past I have had psychic moments......in the future I will have more
right now ... not so much
I feel no passage of time when I play guitar or paint or colour using my pastels or pencil crayons... but I feel time drag if I use lead pencils
I want to wake up in a city that never sleeps .... ya right that will happen by definition that damn city doesn't sleep so how the fuck can I wake up there ????
I try to meet like minded people but I hate myself so much that I just hit them and tell them to leave!!!
I think there should be "lay down" comedy but my wife says its already happening every time I try to make love to her!
Gay parody to robert palmer's "addiicted to love"...... might as well face it theres a dick in your rump!
I am sure that everything that everybody says or does doesn't really matter one bit.
I think that sex in all forms and ways must increase until we are so surrounded by it that it will become the new morality and then a new religion will form to get people who don't have sex to do it to be saved
hell is the new heaven .... you know like pink is the new black
I come from a long line
so do you
somewhere that line meets
so why do I hate you so much
hate is love that lost its way
compassion works
use it as directed
send some down inside
bye for now

the code

this is where my wife works out

I see huge potential in these qr codes



I am not allowed

My wife says I can't write depressing blogs any more.
Since I know she is always right ......
there goes my blog LOL

this pic has nothing to do......

I want to write how I feel ....... can't right now .... there is no use

uuuuggghhhh

I got nothing

just a quick one

I will add a pic this time .... still feeling off , lost and out of sorts
but carry on I will...........
I want to keep blogging even if its nothing
things will change as they always do
listen up .... one day you wake up and it seems like most of your life is over.
My deepest fears and heartache is that I won't ever pursue any of my dreams ... I am to lazy my self hating voice says ... I am to far gone ... I have always been a procrastinator.
I feel woefully inadequate at most things

However !!!! fuck can I play my guitar some days, and like that broken string hanging down it may be the last thread to my remaining sane

dragonfly

no pics no inspiration

Creatively I am in a vacuum, I have not painted, wrote any poetry , or sketched much of anything lately.
I am stuck
I don't want to write about breasts again!
There was a moment this morning though after coming out from the swimming pool (we go at 5:30am) I felt so content and like I needed nothing.
I know better than to try and hold something like that.... it comes and goes.

A hill of beans

Obviously whats pictured here is not a hill of beans ..... or is it?
I don't know where that phrase comes from for that matter
usually it means something like he/she won't amount to a hill of beans ?
This was the lunch my wife and I had downtown on Saturday
it was a great day lovely weather and nice to look at all the sites downtown
Both of us enjoyed watching our server, her beautiful breasts bouncin as she walked by.

We are just getting ready for our favorite stampede pastime watching boobs of all shapes and sizes.
I have carefully hidden the offensive nipples  lol
Talking about breasts is not offensive anyway...... who doesn't love breasts????
All I have to say is any controversy over breasts doesn't amount to a hill of beans