October 2011
4 posts
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The 20 Nothing's.
“Are you an anxious person?” someone who barely knows me but read my blog asks.
“Well, fuck,” I think, “is that the vibe I’m giving off?” Right now I’ve resigned myself to the fact that yes… yes it is.
I’ve been writing myself lately, writing exactly the way I speak even. And to be completely honest it’s a confusing, odd,...
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Listen to Yourself and Get the Fuck Out There
You have to be your own motivational speaker.
There’s a reason those preachy, big lettered pamphlets are called self-help books, and it’s because they are exactly that - a self. The self of the writer, scribbling out advice they’ve learned from going through their own fury of problems.
If I were to write one, it would read something like this: “Put this down, listen to...
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Back Flow
When your pen stops flowing - pick up the brush.
The back up reserves kicking in. Words smoothed out in ink.
The difference.
The model.
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Drive.
The electric lights made me feel alive and the depth of the road alone.
There was only one way to go,
forward,
and it stretched never ending into the night.
I descended the darkness under a fluorescent glare
and all I knew is when I shielded my eyes,
I could catch a glimpse of a fact on the horizon.
It was that fact that kept me going.
It was that fact that seemed real.
A...
