HABITEveryone has habits and sometimes I think habits are just automated responses to the pain of existence.

BUDDIST SHITAccording to Buddhists life=suffering, which you might think is pretty depressing but it's not a statement saying all life is suffering because you have been happy. Like noise is disturbing by melodies aren’t, when your sick you suffer but when you're healthy you're not. It's about contrast ayy? So like,why say life is suffering?It's about acceptance that there is suffering. According to the sutras suffering is; “impermanence” and because everything is impermanent and ever changing, life is suffering. When things change suffering happens.Anyway, fuck this I ain't a buddhist so I'm not going to pretend to understand or explain let's just move on.

HABIT 2Ok, so we all have habits and I think habits are there because you don't want to be. You want control in a world where you have no control, no choice, no voice.

You were born into this shitty world, and you have to follow the rules of the part of the world you were born in and follow it's culture and be a thingwithin the confindes of the rules.

Fuck that, no body asked me ifI wanted to be Australian or follow the rules. Maybe I want to live in the bush and make my own way but I can't because if I do they'll put me inthese cages we call jails. Anyway, tangent much?

HABIT 3I have a few habits that I recognise. Up until the last time I did it I used to cut my hair as a way of having control of my life. Like change man, change is pain yo. Everything moves around you at the speed of light and you lose it if you can't keep up.So I cut my hair and I had control of that.

Another thing I realise I do a lotwhen I want to feel creative, like I'm actually doing something is draw shitty self portraits.

It's self explorative idk anyway here are some shitty self portraits, drawings and word ones.

Dead hair in thereAbsent abscess,on my inner thigh.Tilling soil, I failed,

you didn't sprout,so tilled yourself.

Radical Radicle,Mr Absent Abscess,on my inner thigh.You till yourself,

and had to die.

(Col) (Re) Lapse, Relax?

1- Collapse

That's it,whatever.I give up.I give in.

2- Relapse

I purchase,don't care.I pick up.I breathe in.

3- Relax

Step 3 does not exist

Rainy Day Daydreams

The pitter-patter of rain dropsgently rapping on the tarp covering the patio.Like the pat on the headfrom a Grandfather

not ready to shake your hand.

Granny Swag

An old women eats prunes

from a plastic dome.

She wears young people clothing;

black and white horizontal striped hoody,

black skinny jeans and flip-flops.

I’m sitting,

smoking.

I look up,

smile.

She laughs,

*nuh-het*

and swags away happily.

Turbulence

I try not to let empathetic turbulence vex me,I stay out of crowded areas.I don't read the news or watch TV.

But when I'm around you I can't help butput you on - wear you like a mask.

I'd walk in your shoes but you're two sizes too big,or too small.

Intuition

What is your intuition based on? Sub-concious fact,or a mental muscle memory? Tune into the collective network,but don't let yourself be overwhelmed,by the trillions of electrons like a social bomb,casting a tsunamic-wave down the River Styx.

Rules

Rules are Tools, used by the handthat holds the hammeragainst the nail.

View

I want a view like a tree-sea stuck in time,and listen to the birds tell DNA storiesas the sun grows big and hot.

Early Morning

Wheeze, hack, attack, draw back.Swig caffeinated oat milk, and hot water,between bursts. Tight chest feeling, eases slightly, and crawls from lung to throatuntil it nests on tongue,and brain.

Whatever it takes to ease the morning pain,to ease the morning insane,to keep the mornings the same.

It's cold, the sun light is onbut the warmth is pending.

Early mornings.

Brake Run

Sifting through the ashleaves black rivets onmy fingerprint.

Shifting through the ashleaves black rivets onmy life print

A Few Haiku

1. ~Ghost Weed~

I smell a phantomwafting from my cigarette.Too good to be true.

2. ~Itchy Dog~

Old dog makes slop sounds,mouthing at her legs to stopa cunt of an itch.

3. ~5-7-5~

Haiku’s are more than,just five and seven and five.We have simplified.

4. ~Organic Urine Sack~

Full bladders are the,devils motivator, Igotta take a piss.

5. ~Done~

That’s enough writing,or maybe it’s not enough?Vidya games instead.

Dracula's Glass Cage

Rendezvous,Nosferatu.

Tell me what to do.

For I am sick,and I am tired.I don’t know what to do.

Rendezvous,Nosferatu.

I’ll tell you what to do.

You’ve made me sick,you’ve made me tired,

get sunburnt.

EREMITE

Do you feel a sudden sickness in your spine?Like some ungrounded abdomic primordial swarm?

I feel it when you feel it;a synchronic stab via blue-tooth,

an idiosyncratic trait, both abominable to the ignorant,and a blessed stigmata to the attempter.