Passersby speak fluent
Pigeons play tag & fart
It's time to wrestle some
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Just been keeping busy with my various writing projects and art projects. I detest most of what is on television these days. The only channels I stick with are HBO, Shotime, Cinemax & the Sundance Channel. They tend to show a lot of independent abstract stuff that I enjoy.
I got a hankering for something chocolatey and so I bid thee farewell.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
I sleep in an empty
Refrigerator that smells
Of mold ridden cheese
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Some people need advice for advice's sake. Others need a sturdy steak knife between their eyeballs and brain. Emotional these people tend to be. Well, only because they are usually ignored by the majority of society.
Now, I only say this in order to expand upon what you may or may not already know. From the time we enter kindergarten and beyond we are all conditioned to behave in a particular manner. I don't know why they bother with such nonsense; especially when it comes to the public school system.
I used to know this homeless guy who spent his days on the corner of Wilshire Blvd. and Truth Ave. spouting off unknown verbs and consonants. Yet, every once in a while he would speak of things like Jesus Christ, Charles Manson, Mother Teresa and Super String Theory. "Why are people afraid to believe in a God? Any God?" This was one of many questions he'd shout at passersby.
At first, nobody paid him mind. I got the feeling he didn't care much for the opinions of others. And even though he rarely begged for change people would still toss him some upon encountering him.
Some time would pass before I'd see him again. Then, almost suddenly, I ran into him at the post office. He was planning on mailing a dozen personal handwritten letters. He had groomed himself nicely and was wearing a fancy gray suit. Of course, he didn't recognize me but when he saw me leaving he said, "Excuse me, sir! Would you happen to have any change to spare? I have some letters to mail."
"I'm sorry but I don't have any change or cash on me at the moment." I replied. "Oh, okay. Well how about a credit card?" He looked quite intent on mailing his letters. "Uh no I don't have any credit cards either. I don't have much credit these days." "Okay. Thanks anyway. Have yourself a good afternoon." And just like that he walked away and vanished.
Some people don't know what they need when they need it. Confused these people are.