Curious Common Coincidences (**please talk to me on this one!)

if nothing else,


(note:laughter)uh



what dooo youuuuuuu thinkkkkkkkk abouttttt IT?

wild wild WILD existence

i have begun noting what i have begun to call (as it popped into my head & i agreed)-

Curious
Common
Coincidences

Wild shit. happening all the time. and even just being A'TAD'BIT out of the ordinary, note it. write it down even. and witness a TON of it.
i like it.

it makes me feel less alone.

Cool things working out.

I counted about twelve yesterday. (RIGHT ON! RIGHT?!)

i think so.
well-have fun.


and i finally played a little bit!: (click^n^gro_)

HEY FOR THAT LONG STILL MOMENT OF YOURS

you got it?

well, here!

::

times alone

times together

both at the same time is the greatest.

Hey you know what?

i think you're fine.
and i think that thoughts are REAL.
and if you can THINK it,
than it IS.

and i think that people really enjoy having fun.
and if that's all we could do then, we would float into the thin air.
laughing.
and smiling at everyone.

BUT if you say that to an "average joe" (though he does not exist) but the people of the world, they may tell you that life CANNOT always be fun and that's silly.


but,
but,
but,


THEN LIFE OUGHTA BE REEVALUATED FOR IT'S ULTIMATE GOAL, HUH?

les flip it, shall we?

smile with me!

i will try and count.

i was just told that my texts regarding the beauty of the leaves and wonderful grass i lay on, are disheartening.

WHATS GOING ON WITH THIS PLACE!


ahhhhhhhhh gasblaskdbjaksfbjldsk.

makes me wanna whale.


BUT i did discover an amazing spot last night, middle of brooklyn, with so much grass and huge hills and rows of trees and crazy stairs and insane trees and beauty beauty beauty so much everywhere. and also last night there were so many pups and i couldn't take it, they were having so much fun, i was squeeling my heart out, and so it went. i got a walking stick. surprise!

i have slept approximately 32 hours since saturday. i don't have any idea what that means, besides i have been trying not to sleep at all and twice i passed out and slept through alarms. i feel really good and a tad stoooooooooop.

but sokay.
SALL OK.
ok?
k.


HEY DO YOU KNOW THE ALBUM , the joys of losing weight by the real people (beirut)?

it makes everything shine softly.

HAVE A NICE DAY.
SEE THE BEAUTIFUL LEAVES AND WONDERFUL GRASS.
(and if people say anything regarding the loss of confidence due to a marvel in beauty...

...than laugh because people are nuts and caught in it sometimes.


YEAH.

and we're ok

WE'RE OKAY.

FOREVER. ok?

OK.


I am going to slime some glue together now.


OK?


ok.

the earth

is MOVING.

so the stars...

THEY WILL ALIGN AND REALIGN.

and you will FEEL.

ALOT.





better now?

the past is always present if you're still believing

some things i've written at one point and another...


Tick, tick, tick. I felt wild. Literally, I felt like I was an animal on the run, I could have convinced anyone of anything and also myself. I had enough passion for the mundane to rule the world; and I was perfectly confident.

As Hunter would say, “a man on the run, and just sick enough to be totally confident.”

Be. Be all you can in any opportunity the moment brings you.

Make a lot of noise and write things down, because these are outlets that release both tension of the physical and mental expression.

You can make magical things come alive. Just LOOK.

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So, what does the devil do when they fall in love? Or what does a brain do when it grows a beating heart? I was existing yesterday with a presence that was something worth noting. I was there and I was in the moment, but I was watching it all happen, like I watched my life happen with or without me and whether I was participating or not, it was going to continue to pass by. My body was aging, my organs were turning, and my brain was so solitarily fixed on something. Regardless, I am only sharing because it was a wild awareness to have at the moment.

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Buddy’s.


They are just the best. Be with your buddies.

And by be I am referring to the state and that is all. Just be. Get your buddy, or buddies and get comfortable, lay under the stars, stare at the sky, roll in the grass, light up the grass, feel, smile, and just be. I recently did this with a new buddy of mine, and it was interesting because we had just met a few days before, but we were on my roof looking out for the solar eclipse, and we were just being for a while. Silence, laying, looking at the shapes of the positive of negative in the sky, viewing space, seeing energy, feeling perfect. We we’re simply, existing. It was the most beautiful experience I have had in a while and I was completely effected by it.

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i said, i will write for you. because it is the writing withthe intention of furthing you in some formula which results in an explosion of beauty and happiness.
and i said i will write for you because in writing for you i am writing for me, because i like to do things to make other’s feel beautiful, and i like you.
and ill write for you because you could be anyone, and yet your someone, your someone i am thinking of right now, but that could be anyone.
and i will write for anyone because anyone could be you and with that, the small or large chance that it could be you, that’s why i’ll write.
it could be you, it being the reason why i am writing. It being you, It being me, It being the way we coexist. It and it doing , well, it.
and i am writing for it. For it. for the concept or belief, rather/or too that by writing for it, the formula of functionality that is unique to you and i, i am
furthering the power it has. I am writing for it for this. It is this. and

this

is

it.

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At least we are here.

In the grass. This is a maze of everything we know. Jump up. Get out.

FALL IN LOVE.

__

And if all the sudden it’s DONE.

And you’re OUT.

And exactly where you said you NEEDED TO BE.

And ALL OF A SUDDEN... You’re here.


DO IT DO IT DO IT.

It is better this way.

You are SUPPOSED TO DO JUST THIS.

Because you felt you should. So feel it out. And continue trying it all.


You will find it.


And you will weave the most beautiful web and it will make people STOP.


And WONDER.



Save us while we can.

PEOPLE!

we're dying.


WE ARE DYING.


so let's do this and be happy, yeah?



yeah yeah yeahhhhhhhh.

wait. what am i doing.

AM I REALLY PARTICIPATING IN THE MOST CORRUPT SYSTEM IN THIS COUNTRY?

i think i will try the OTHER way.

home in December. brooklyn, i don't think i am cool enough for you.

if you want free books and vegan food. come to philly.
join the movement.

words of no meaning.

Do you believe in meaning? What about reality?
John Berger says, “When you buy an object, you also buy the look it represents.”

So it can be taken from that, that our possessions have meaning? (if they’re representing something) and our Meaning is what creates or supports, at least our Reality, yes?

Okay, fine.

But I have a question for you. With that being said, and seeming agreeable,

Then what, where, or how is the meaning in that of which we do not possess?

Ie: What’s the meaning, or reality, if you will, in the grass we lay, trees we touch, the nature of it all,?


I wonder because I’d like to think that’s all that’s “real”.

sunken idea's

it's interesting.

people are fun to play with.
hearts are magical, these things they do.
when i feel, feel, my heart...it makes me feel like there actually is meaning.

but then i look up.

and oh.


gravity is meaning, is something i noted from a very tall roof, very high up. and if so it is, then what are we doing?





we're playing.

This may be a blog

i have started this as a new blog that i will start when i feel that i am beginning a completely new chapter in my life.

i believe this will be on or around august 22.

until then....

let be, look up, feel, and play.