The Aesthetic of the Jangled Mass of Wires

Here is the man in action as always, just steering traffic like a good ole' boy.

The Aesthetic of the Jangled Mass of Wires

needles and pinpricks

Sunburn avoidance honesty depression

I am sunburned, what the hell was i thinking, I am roasting

Avoidance, I avoid what I need to do, I am scared, I sit alone a lot

Honesty is a losing commodity, I compare myself to the world, always hoping

Depression always lurks, I think dying is bringing me in touch with the pain, I am rattled

New Styles the new one

Walking for peace, greens, boredom, death, and sex

I believe that walking is really good for me

I should eat more greens, i see a lot of green, as in trees but not money.

Boredom, i feel akin to boredom, it is my friend, like pot

Death awaits, I watch as it approaches, I am scared, but not as scared as most.

Sex, I think about it alot. I must transmute like Napoleon Hill suggests, transmute desires into success, and of course a loving relationship

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Here check out my mad video, it is alarming and attempting to be positive

New Styles

Here is the new style. I may explain what it is later but for now I am just doing it.

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I have too much crap. I feel fat. I drink too much. I need to save money.

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There is a serious disconnnect between people out there. I chalk it up to expectations. Expectations can turn in many directions as well all the time. You expect the world to be a ceratin way or for people to act a certain way and then it doesn't happen.

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My biggest block from becoming a better writer is consistency and controlled attention. I can't stay on a thought very long before I jump off the deep end. I have a problem connecting from the rhythm of my brain and the pattern of the typing. I don't know what to do with all of the excess, and poignant pieces around me. I get lost. Common problem I bet eh?