Posts Tagged ‘spine’

mural

Rally around all you schizoid losers and deluded users

Know truly illusion, delusion, confusion

Take each step proudly like someone who knows their own mind

Eat the pill

Until DMT day dreams manifest fields of flame and compassionate atmospheres

Floating free on winds of self-satisfaction

Meeting with aliens in conspiracies of shadows

Depth sounded depravity echoes through cortex

Corrupts beautifully like a shot of purest thai white

A hit of heavenly torpor

Getting with the flow of what nobody knows

Panics of paranoia will not confabulate my deconstructed chic

Or make me feel weak

Lost or lonely

Don’t decay- I’m not dead yet

Don’t fade like evening light

Let my neurons settle and be in each moment

Let my spine align in perfect posture

Focus on the good stuff

Let the bad thoughts pass by.

 

jacknicholson

She said,‘When he walked past me I felt a shiver down my spine. But I wasn’t sure if it was a good shiver or a bad shiver.’
She said,‘I asked him if he was a bikie. He looked like a bikie’
She said, ‘He said no’
She said, ‘Then I saw him coming out from the IGA, with beers’
She said, ‘And I said hey baby come over here’
She said, ‘And we had some drinks
She said ‘I know he’s a good man even though I’ve only known him for three hours’
She said ‘Have you got ‘dreams’ by the cranberries
She drank all the wine, and spoke too loudly
But she was like a firecracker, so full of life
I felt good for my mate, he’d met her in the psychiatric ward- the rsvp for the sanity-impaired
I wished them both well after we had gotten really stoned on two sticks
They left me a few cones
I thought to myself- I’ve got to get back to the Gigglebin, and they left