Loving A Perfect Man
The ideal of finding someone to fit into me: souls are engulfed until two flames burn where previously there was one- something with which I’ve struggled is belief in anything effectually similar. Now, I find it hard to believe the dream world in which I find my heart running isn’t a dream world, but an actualization of an intimation that’s been present throughout history.
That is to say, pe…
July 17th
I’ll be twenty-two in nine days. The idea of getting older freaks me out, primarily because I want to die before fifty, aka when everyone in my family starts to fall apart, so I’m trying to forget the fact that my birthday is in little more than a week… My original game plan was to maintain a constant level of shit-faced-ness the month prior to and leading up to that day so that when it did h…
The Value of Commitment
So I was perusing Craigs list to look at the puppies for sale and I was disgusted by how many:
“Moving, can’t take my little guy with me, must find home by tomorrow or will be put in pound,” were listed.
Fuck every single one of you douschebags. If you get a pet- cat, dog, rat, mouse, hamster, snake, WHATEVER…it’s you’re family. I cannot fathom someone so heartless that they would be …
2 Features!!!
I neglected the bubble all weekend due to slight ingestion of some captain/sailor and also some working and catering to my new puppy BUT when I got back on today I found out two pieces of mine had been featured!!!
“Beauty”, a water colour piece, featured in Young Enthusiasts and “Untitled”, a haiku I put together for a challange, featured in WMG.
This week has been a good week. I also fo…
New Digs
In about ten minutes I’m leaving my office and going to look at a very sweet apartment complex in the art fair district of Louisville. Hell yes. Last year I got an Arrogant Bastard ashtray for five dollars, it was kiln fired in a mould…so bad ass, and if I get approved for the apartment then the fair’s going to be in front of my freaking front door this year.
Not to mention there’s a 300 s…
What's Best
I’m completely tired of being told it was what was best for me.
You don’t know me.
You don’t understand me.
I feel, you think.
I do, you think.
I act, you think.
I live, you think.
Not to say I don’t think, I would just rather follow my heart than think about what could happen.
And just as suddenly as it came it went. i don’t care. I’m fine. It’ll be ok.
I’m just a snowball…
Some Days
I can’t tell whether I’m a relentless soldier, a spoiled child, or fatally masochistic. All are incredibly closely laced together so it’s a slight conundrum…
The heart wants what the heart wants but it’s the job of the mind to calm the heart’s passions when they err in favor of pain rather than compassion. My mind has never been fully intact, and I suppose that could play a significant rol…
Mind Games
I feel increasingly small, as if I could fold over on top of myself, become invisible, and float throughout the world into other dimensions… Not that it would be a bad thing, then instead of complaining about stagnance and accepting lethargy as the norm experience could overtake my being and save me from myself.
I’m happy, every time I see my small dog and feel her in my lap, touch my guit…
Creation Vs. Destruction
I don’t know if I’m a creator or a destroyer.
I destroy myself often, but rebuild.
I destroy relationships often, but rebuild.
I create love often, but destroy trust.
I don’t know if you’re a creator or a destroyer.
You create illusions of grandeur by destroying bleakness but let the bleak encapsulate your urge to create and in turn destroy yourself.
You created a world full …