Begin 23|12|17. As my hairs growing so is my overall understanding, 27 hidden around the world out on a tangent, 21 left home and never looked back, what i left was no longer part of that present so i spent all that time learning to forget it, didn’t see the need to be held back … Continue reading BeginBeggingBeginning.
A little something River Bigby and myself knocked together over an afternoon in Rishikesh. (AudioInside). OriginalPoemBelow. YouAsked. 1|04|2018 What is it that I wrap, some presents straight from Santa’s sack, an art attack, a conscious crack and some extensive vocab, knows no limits, I don’t joke around, say what what must be said and by … Continue reading WhatYouWant.
Insides 9|12|17 I sing sling shots with no rhythm, to many ciggies punching the lungs that I’ve been blessed with, I should try to quit, though it’s a fucking nightmare, I’ve tried to quit, countless times before, they turned me into an addict, addicted to this shit that doesn’t even matter, that proven to kill … Continue reading LooseRoots.
JustBe. 23|02|18 I feel I need to wright, express my inner being this feeling I call love, I am above, high up in the clouds, in the faint precipitation I feel to shout, out loud rite now and sing, lets love this life and all just be, Just be, Be, Be freedom. Freedom in the … Continue reading JustBe.