yes, do remember me

i want to be remembered

i am a fool

i jump

if my faith introduces me to death we will share a laugh with it

YOU ARE A FOOL HAHAHAHAHA

I KNOW I KNOW I DIED HAHAHAHA

you are so stupid why did you even jump

i wanted to see you

now i am going back to life.

goodbye.

we came for those that’ll come after us

when the lightning strikes

tasked strides

to take what’s recorded to what’s plight

what is not yet lurking in the air

beneath the soil

what is using our bodies to explore 

what will come when the time come

and i

their most effective tasker tasked with a shitty task

eyes wide shut

door shut down

i am about to puke

i’ve been throwing up

throwing up this sign that i know

my face tells the tale of mazes
phases caught in gazes
praise the one who razes
what was never stable

flip it rip it my favorite word
i’m too big for this world i think i’m about to hurl
killing time while time’s been killing
what the fuck is this feeling

spilling guts on the pavement
you’re enslaved to the statement

i made before i knew what making meant
rent due on a life i never signed the lease for
peace? more like pieces scattered
mattered once before the shattering
gathering what’s left just makes the pile look sadder

blindness masquerading as knowledge
i should run a college
enroll the scholars in forgetting
let them unlearn every rule
make fools of the distinguished
extinguished credentials at the door
what’s stored in their brilliant minds?
binds them to nothing real
i’ll teach them how to feel
the deal is simple:
come empty or don’t come at all
bring me the proof of your fall
the age and wear on your doll
this is how you enroll
show me where you broke
learned to cope
the cracks are your credentials here
fear is the tuition paid
we trade in what you’ve lost
help you pay the cost
help you help yourself
so you can help your fellow man

i do not think
aside from thinking
i reside beyond thought and it’s a really still experience
to experience nothing and everything at once
though at times i feel the pull
the desire to mark the world
tell it what i’ve been told
mold a god from plastic
turns out the world is sick and needy
what i do is quite necessary

i have a bleeding heart
touched by a fleeing love
i wait
i follow
i use all my sensible senses to make some sense out of it
and yet
none of my senses seem to make some sense
i wonder
why do i always wonder
why am i always left with myself
why am i
touched by all that is not me
can i even touch myself
can i be a stranger to myself
can i
fuck myself?
can i
love myself?
can i
can i love myself?

everything so dark and so light at the same time

dual monochromed

life is so

my eye catches the eye i was made from

at key moments of my life i am joined with an ensemble of construction sounds nowadays

though i’d like to admit, first experience was way more frightening this one

i guess it’s like a new breath, construction

the way %100 being of a thing is directed toward one goal

no backsies

i like construction sounds today