Old Writings

Looking back at old photographs led me back into some old writings as well. This first one took me back a ways, back to high-school in Taos, back to my experimental, searching, intense days

Nov. 9 1999

Run Like Hell!
Running through the lights and feeling periodic flashes of human emotion. I ingest an acid that changes the wellness of my being. I laugh, relax, crawl through tunnels made by quick orgasmic achievements that feel ones body as a serpent. It then controls you, and leads you around like a puppet in search for a cause that is instilled into you. A cause that they want you to achieve, thus adding to their game to destroy you. As these thoughts pass through my head, I yearn to speak but my speech is slurred, and I see my sanity, I am taken into a snake pit and slithered around like a rag doll. My thoughts are eaten by hypnopaedic phrases that give warm sensations of security, as my eyes see blood I see a beautiful creature, my last chance for a life of eternity. Another chance of a sanity that can be achieved by draining myself of earthly desires, going to the mountains, feeling the ground and becoming a potential that is everything.

Sept. 13 2000

I see all of you through a limited vision, through a veil clouded with the dust of myself. My love is improving though-there have been times when I see every ray of light and I transcend relationship politic and become your ray of light. We are thrown in a mountainous sky to enjoy the vast deep blue mountains. Every current relativity is trivial and a drunken giggle comes out through an eternal euphoric smile. I love you, all of you, my tears stream down as each drop reflects your beautiful eyes.