no, that's not all there is. it's just another way of looking at things. another destiny- but it's never really changing. lot's of repeats. yeah, hold the randomness. tandem bike. fair full forge landscape turnpike tandem bike. see?

don't see.

i want it to be an artful experience- this life. i want still shots and poses and wordage and nothing near diplomacy.

i don't mind the democratz... it's those damn young republicans. who can save us now?

but in this mind of haze and nightmarish mud, there come days like this where it's often better for me to be carrying that camera. into the bathroom. out into the streets at oncoming cars. catch it all.. FAST! snap!snap!snap!

it's days like this that got me into the car and heading like a bullet towards warhol with my lifecoach.

it's days like this that i want that penis enlargement surgery--- then the moment passes and the penis is gone.

there are these moments and they aren't mere simplistic hysteria. they are made up of juxtapose- mind bending drugs. yes. and this mind. this mind.

they call it altered state. some call it insanity.

this is heightened awareness, ears. this is substantial awakening, eyes.

this is mortal combat.

this is freeway driving.

this is combustable gas sitting on your mother's grave and i feel like being fire.