I wish I had something sensational to write to maybe lively up LP a little bit. Give us some entertainment. Bad entertainment. The fact is my life is not very sensational whatsoever. I drink tea. I contemplate. I listen to Boris Brejcha.
The expanse of space creeps into my spirit and dissipates until a new tide rolls in. I want to burn like the rave at xx/yy/2008. Will you burn with me?
Synthetic spirit. I am looking for the real thing. Paralyzed by the emptiness a tear rolls down my cheek. oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. The ghosts they are a calling. Fill me up and give me a little piece of your spirit please. It is a séance here tonight. A session of sitting. The ghosts they will call.
You know to get personal I am still seeing Luna and we are still just friends united by our love for Indian food and collapse. Not that we love collapse. It is just rare to find people that understand and can laugh about it and maybe cry about it and get good Indian food in the midst of it all. Maybe sometimes it is simply about some simple pleasures. The world is crumbling around us and there is likely nothing we can do. I don't have heaven to hope for. What do I do?
Luna always tells me to find myself spiritually. Center myself spiritually. And prepare. Prepare for the Kingdom of God. I believe something of the sort if I did that the Kingdom of God is within me. That is Tolstoy rubbing off on me. I do believe something of the sort though. Peace with the imperfect present. We would all do much better if we could find peace within the imperfect present.
I suppose it is probably also for the best of us to reduce screens. For LP to diminish and disappear. HA, these are becoming my private journals now.
I'm taking a week off soon. It's my first vacation since I started this job. Timing is nice: Sept 9 Knocked Loose, then weekend, then camping for 4 days up in the Laurentians, come back, Kublai Khan show next day, then weekend, then start work again. Sick of the screens.
fuck I should just sell some of my Pokemon cards, if no one stakes that is what I will have to do - lostaccount
I am afraid of being sick and/or dying. Banana bread and hot tea can soothe that fear. I can escape it through sleep. But, it's always just kind of there. I recently went for my annual physical. I am down weight which is good but I still need to lose more. It's crazy how much I let myself go originally. I will have to go through it again but the main point was that something was high (maybe calcium) which means my bone density is lower than it is supposed to be or something like that. My doctor recommended I get a bone scan. So, now, of course, I need to call and ask how much this damn thing is going to cost. How do I have low bone density? I am 38.
Me being cynical I figure they get this new Dexa Scan 500 machine in there and they want to get profit out of it. The goal being they seduce me into agreeing to even more medications.
On August 24 2022 00:40 Loco wrote:
I'm taking a week off soon. It's my first vacation since I started this job. Timing is nice: Sept 9 Knocked Loose, then weekend, then camping for 4 days up in the Laurentians, come back, Kublai Khan show next day, then weekend, then start work again. Sick of the screens.
Bonnes vacances!
That sounds too good to be true.
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PuertoRican United States. Aug 25 2022 05:46. Posts 13037
Maybe we should rename the website to RikdBlogs.com
Rekrul is a newb
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PuertoRican United States. Aug 25 2022 05:46. Posts 13037
On August 24 2022 00:40 Loco wrote:
I'm taking a week off soon. It's my first vacation since I started this job. Timing is nice: Sept 9 Knocked Loose, then weekend, then camping for 4 days up in the Laurentians, come back, Kublai Khan show next day, then weekend, then start work again. Sick of the screens.
On August 24 2022 00:40 Loco wrote:
I'm taking a week off soon. It's my first vacation since I started this job. Timing is nice: Sept 9 Knocked Loose, then weekend, then camping for 4 days up in the Laurentians, come back, Kublai Khan show next day, then weekend, then start work again. Sick of the screens.
Bonnes vacances!
That sounds too good to be true.
I know. Something ought to go terribly wrong. If I don't report back it means I've been eaten by a bear or died in a car accident.
fuck I should just sell some of my Pokemon cards, if no one stakes that is what I will have to do - lostaccount
I have so many spinning plates in the air right now it's not even funny. Hard to relax. Especially, when work has me going at frantic paces or confronts me with people I don't want to confront. Absolute animals some of these so called humans are. The only thing that can save me seemingly are the guitar and the ghosts. I don't want to write too much here and now but I can't sleep. The terrors! THE TERRORS! They might be waiting for me outside or in sleep. I had a jolly good dream last night about basketball. I'll take those any day. Not the nightmare of me at work sorting clothes. It's not quite a nightmare but a re-occurring dream of annoying-ness.
We are the dollars and scents, We are the pounds and pence, We're going to CRACK your little soul! (Radiohead)
That's all I really want in life. A little soul. Some spirit to keep me human. Keep me alive. Anti-dead set eyes behind a mask of learned smiles. I refuse to be an actor. Get it together Sartre. Sisyphus was not always happy. Get it together Camus.
I am a bird that wishes to sing outside of this gilded cage. Or, am I too afraid to leave?
I'll never understand how someone who had a wife, amazing friends, fans and talent could write something so devastatingly sad and lonesome as Ghost Tropic
fuck I should just sell some of my Pokemon cards, if no one stakes that is what I will have to do - lostaccount
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