I just barely caught a glimpse of this beautiful bastard!! A vibrant bright blue, and a rear end like a pretty lady. Now that is a nice vehicle!

I am fumes I am emptiness A sunken ship, rotting wood The world flows around me And I lie still in dormant decay At an utter low. Oh so low. So low beams of light travel slow Such sipid solitude and sweet

Reflect upon sources of dread and agony. 1a. Accept them. Reflect upon your primitive desires. 2a. Determine which are beneficial and which are not. 2b. Refrain from the bad. Give in to the good. Reflect

Nuke the Planet.

Everybody watch me pretend to be cultured. Analyze the tannin scents Everything's on credit spent Always demand evidence Don't want my narrative bent. Buy a car called "luxury" Then a brand new

I can't stop looking for faces. On the cars On the planes On the walls Among the moles of other faces. There is hardly an escape From the many things and places That seem to proudly drape Upon themselves,

Some things come and go Quicker than you'd know You want it to go slow But life says no. I can't fight this flow Must be ice to snow Fuck my life's so low I think I might blow. Some things come and go

Hello everyone! I know I have been doing myself a disservice by not working on this series for so long. However I felt it was better to take a hiatus than to sour the quality of this story. There is no

Nothing can change the past, But everything can change the future. Do what you will with this information.

Sometimes life has you by the short and curlies. You might have a sword resting on the jugular, or a dagger pressed to your gut with nowhere to run. In those situations some people decide to cower and

Burn so damned bright, everyone gets blinded. Follow your own nose, never absent minded.

It is hard to accept defeat. It is harder to fully appreciate success.

Before I share my thoughts, let us define neuroplasticity. "… neuroplasticity, the capacity of the brain to develop and change throughout life, something Western science once thought impossible.—Time,

Humans are animals that swing hammers and swords in combat with a pen and paper tucked in the knapsack.

I love me a beautiful lowrider from back in the cruising days! These kinds of classics were often heavily modified and always looking beautiful and spotless for their cruises down Broadway. San Diego loves

I took my mom out to the mall to shop for a blouse and a perfume the other day, which was relaxing. On the way to the car, arms full of bags, I saw this beauty stationed in a parking spot near a coffee

Life is a bucket and I really wanna kick it, But like the fattest blunt, till it's over can't quit it. Ate the world whole, now its time for me to shit it. Gas on the floor, ashes fell down and lit it.

I hope to walk the streets with you again sometime. I hear jailbirds sing the sweetest songs and hit the hardest.

One exists in a realm encased within a mind. A mind exists in a realm encased within a body and its perceptive abilities. A body and its perceptive abilities exist in a realm encased within a physical

Forget about me. As the saying goes, "It is not you, it is me."