Ever Have…

Ever have one of those days where it seems as though you could disappear and not a single person would notice? No one has called, no one has returned your pleasantries and mannerisms, no friends, no family, nothing? Well today is one of those days for yours truly. Just my cat Fritz and I on the 4th of July, apparently feeling slightly poetic.

Does anyone really care? Do people always get trapped in this void from time to time where they seem to not exist? It’s a lonely place, not that the 4th of July is a big deal, but one might assume that at least friends are getting together and that sort of thing. Not here. Not on this day. Just me, Fritz, and a computer. It’s right on the line between the horrible pain of utter loneliness and being so numb to it you don’t let yourself care anymore. Ugh…. mental anguish…. or fuck it, enjoy YOU time. Idk. I may come back on here today. In Egypt, it sounds like some real fun. Wait until you see what that boils into. So maybe I should just enjoy these days where nothing is going on at all, at least relatively close to me is going on. NOTHING.Today I am a ghost. No one sees a ghost, no one hears a ghost, but some people can feel a ghost. And for those who think I am just feeling sorry for myself, go fuck yourselves. Those who says it’s a cold world and that’s just how it is… You are heartless, cold-minded, mumpsimus drone slaves. Your love has been lost with your souls and replaced with machine minds. Have the balls to express yourselves before you troll on what I express. They may have you, but they’ll never have me. I have no fear of death and I would rather die living and believing as I choose than to be some slave to some master. Where has all the love gone? Seriously? But again, maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m just the wicked one and you are all good and righteous and I just find ways to scrap and survive from your table. Some of you would like to believe that I’m sure, but I would rather be the most poor man in the world than to force myself to think and act as most of you do. Chained to the floor, prisoners in your caves. Remember, only one enlightened one leaves the cave, so which are you, the prisoner, or the free man/woman? What would you rather die as? Death is coming for us all, you better know the answer for you, not for them. Wide eyes open. Love to all. 


The Incurable Pain of your Reality

The Incurable Pain of your Reality

Just an image worth a billion words. Ian Curtis again for you. Do you now what real loneliness is? Do you know what it means to hurt so much your soul breaks right along with your heart? What do you all really know of pain? look at this picture. What do you feel? Do you even know how to really feel anymore? Where is the love in our humanity gone? Maybe some see it more than others and opt to just move on. Doesn’t seem so illogical does it? A flash, then you are …where, where do you go? You shall all see, but right now, look at how you live, consuming and consuming, devouring love and the light inside yourselves. It may not hurt you, but it hurts those of us who are trying to make a difference to help this crumbling humanity. Take what you want from this or take nothing….85 to 90% of you won’t get it anyway. And we wonder why we must walk alone? Love to all.


“The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. He will be lonely often and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself” – Nietzsche

From one of my favorite authors. If you don’t know, enlighten yourselves. The info is all out here, take it while you can. Love to all.

“The individual…