Thursday 13 June 2013

Thursday, 13th June 2013

Let all the ghosts go. Recent or aged. Move from the sitting rock and explore. Allow yourself to get lost. Allow people to lose you. Cut the anchor, the co-ordinates, disappear.

Tuesday 11 June 2013

Tuesday, 11th June 2013

What I want is a farm. I want one by the time I'm 40.
I want to be successful, buy some land, have people hang out, write and eat and drink and do hallucinogens (if they want to), live, not worry about survival and try to figure out existence.
I'll grow the food with willing participants and pay for whatever else is needed.
I would like a society we can express ourselves in and put outwards.
I will most likely then disappear to my room and become an outsider because that's what I usually do, but I'll figure that out, and when I eventually become apart of the whole I will be very happy.