A journey through the garden of life.
I just couldn’t do it. I could not do it. It’s caused me great stress in these 33, beginning of 34 turns around the sun. Mister ego. I can’t kill it. I have done all I can possibly do. I’ve shut the fuck up about it. I’ve ignored it. I’ve buried it in the crowd...... Continue Reading →
Reporting Live: Pirate Fresh. Last weekend my people did it again. We fucked it up. You know? We fucked it up like we’ve been doin a lot lately. We let another one get away. I mean it’s not really a tragedy. That’s just a fancy title. It’s really just a shame. It’s just a fuckin... Continue Reading →
Fridays. Fridays man. Fridays would be my shit. On a surface level. Not gettin into all the deep subliminal self hatred shit. Fridays would get me so fucked up. Weed, booze, percs, Vicodin, Xanax, klonopin, oxy (goin way back with those), coke, mushrooms, LSD, mdma, yada, yada, yada, ya’ll know how Friday’s get. Go hard... Continue Reading →
So I was standing in the kitchen one afternoon. I just got home from sellin my soul... I mean working on the plantation...sorry...I mean I just got home from work. Work is what it’s supposed to be called. Well, that’s what they call it. I call it selling my soul. Never underestimate the power of... Continue Reading →
It’s a nice place to be, the Devil’s house. They keep everything in order, the Devils. He can’t do it alone and neither can she. They need each other, the Devils. What he can’t, they can. What she can’t, they can. A lovely place, the Devil’s house. Working together. Towards a common goal. We love... Continue Reading →
The Time Traveler 