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Gratitude for the physics of the multiverse.
Everything converging at the exact moments in the exact formation
for me to live this specific life with these amazing people
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works?
you want to blow my book sales in
Europe?
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too clever, I only let him out
at night sometimes
when everybody's asleep.
I say, I know that you're there,
so don't be
sad.
then I put him back,
but he's singing a little
in there, I haven't quite let him
die
and we sleep together like
that
with our
secret pact
and it's nice enough to
make a man
weep, but I don't
weep, do
you?
-Bukowski
i -
we are not who we say we are, on one hand
we are who we try not to be.
we are the dumb sum total of our actions, on the other.
we are candles on the coffee table
are we the heat?
are we the light?
are we the wick set against the wax & time?
ii -
we are awake, like in the night.
we are white sails in black seas
over brown boards, beaten.
would we not still be adrift if we knew the reason?
are we the heat?
are we the light?
j. heineman
what makes you feel?
to you?
what do you dream of at night?
can you recall them when you wake up?
are you conscious in them?
do you feel physically weak?
does it feel real?
do you get variety?
It has been crazy and (hella) awesome but not without struggle.
I went back to Columbus a bit ago and had an amazing time. That city treats me so well....
I got to see my best friends in the fucking world. anyaface and JoshMotherFuckingBrown.
I felt right at home from Oakland to Oak Street
My awesome friends Lindsay Hearts and Coreroc asked me to be in their runway shows for DRAUMA. It was a super sick fashion/fetish/music/art event. I had the most amazing time and got to rock out in awesome threads on stage with PEACHES.
Confetti Guns. I want them every day of my life.
LH made all the jackets from recycled materials giving props to local CMH celeb/brands/businesses/etc.
Coreroc took his Army Of Won line to a whole new level with a purple fucking grenade merkin. hot.
He gave me a resin mold of a 1918 WW1 trenchknife...with the brass knuckles attached. It was a prop for the show,. but I brought it back with me and it keeps me safe in the late night in Oakland. Thanks Voss <3
I was in Columbus for a week. It felt like a month and a millisecond at the same time. bitter sweet homecoming on both ends of the trip.
I've been enjoying the summertime on the west coast.
I am really sick today otherwise I'd be outside playing for sure!
Lots of this:
Also... my juggalo loving, champagne of beer drinking, ghetto, pantless, kickass friend Digitelle is on here now....
you can see her full frontal here: Missed Appointment booty!
in unrelated news I want this on my leg.
not seriously....kind of seriously...
Till next time....Enjoy
