I found god in the snake in the same way the boy finds god in his playstation. That is to say that I didnt know in the moment, looking at the taut tender stuff and inhaling sweet sawdust must, that god was in the store that housed the snake that housed my attention. I, a more happy than go lucky individual, was much too busy smiling at the snake and my own free will to look for such a thing. And its not that god snuck up on me, because god doesnt track us down by living in snakes and playstations. Given the quantity of shmucks just ambling about, I find it hard to believe that anyone would choose to live in either container (both being much too warm and much too metallic) for the purpose of finding a singular shmuck on the other side. No, god does not live in things to find us, nor does he look for us at all. Im not yet sure what god does.
But i do know that we, the people, walk down the sidewalk in sweatpants and say hello to the person passing us on the crosswalk and the person does not say hello back. And then we, the people, smell sweet sawdust must and remember being a child buying crickets at the snake store for our bearded dragon, Ziggy Marley. And I know that the people enter the store because it feels right and that they amble, as shmucks do, toward the largest snake in the largest vivarium the wonderful establishment has to offer, and that we, the people smile. Perhaps we smile because we see god behind the tender stuff that connects jaw to scaly neck. But we probably smile because we know that it feels right to and we're only a little curious to find out what that means about anything.
The Angel Hovers in Mid July Heat and tells me to make fire for the chill of it. Cooking with msg, facgce, qwerty. Prevailing purity clings to cup. cup clings to hand. sweat clings hand to heart to brain. i feel a change in the weather, you will hear it soon. three thousand mph wind hits soundcloud, leaving one wounded and none dead. Thank you white angel woman and white angel children, te debo una. It feels good to have time. New music in links page, click the wii remote.
some things are real because I see them in front and behind me. I keep my eyes peeled for road signs that will tell me I can almost touch them and that those things are real because i cant. I'll try to be honest and vulnerable without treating this like a diary because I am not a liar. i was honest today a few times. like when I turned my volume up and down and higher because the zebra keeps me on my toes. I turn the knob full right for track five and whisper along because its still whispering. The very old man keeps me sprite.Keep your eyes open for something huge as soon as I get off my ass and commit to something for more than two nights. I might need to make a decision soon. also i havent figured out how to collect the comments from my comment box so feel free to chat with the expansive Out There. I won't be able to see them. Leave something true and meaningful. but don't forget to take a screenshot and email it to 777vaughant@gmail.com before you send it to the digital emptiness.
this is mostly a test. ive started this whole thing because im tired of not starting whole things. the other day i had a bite and felt good. the day after,i got lost. I am tired of thinking about who i am. sometimes i get a stomach ache when i think about the things that i like. too much convergence. I should be a person first. one dayt this might look cool but right now i will keep adding stuff. cure for burn out is not thinking. cure for being sad, too.
some other post.stuck in this silly little character selector. do tou think theres somethingthat sticks around in the center when you change the avatar? im scared of people knowing me getting better at saying things outloud.thinkin on people and wondering what theyre thinkin on.one night in tacoma i thought that life is a video game and that felt good. Trying to get back on that and do things that scare me. went to the skatepark alone today. scary mmy BALLS. suck it. every time i am scared i become a stronger and simpler person. do watchu want and don't think about it. sip some broth.
