its been awhile.
the recent addition of the internet to my humble abode might make me a more frequent visitor around these parts. and i must say, i look forward to getting back in touch with all you freaky people.
nothing too crazy has happened.
its winter. i dig it.
since we last spoke i have read the birth of tragedy by nietzche and cats cradle by vonnegut.
both.
i've played lots of pinball and air hockey at games n'at.
work. sex. rock n roll.
new tattoos.
sex. rock n roll. drugs.
cookies. cake.
muppets from space.
bacon.
sex.
well. that pretty much sums it up!
oh dear god and coffee. nag champa. beers. more sex. rock n roll. more bacon.
no complaints. no complaints at all.
bahaha.
and BAH HUMBUG, too!
it is that time of year now, isn't it?
consumerism at its finest. blood pressure at its highest.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!" cakes out the anus.
i'm sick of this helliday bakery madness.
jelly fish > jesus
the whole scene really makes me want to vomit but instead i just laugh. profusely.
or simply relax with a hot cup a' joe in the midst of all the madness swirling round and round.
ah but lets not bother ourselves with the ways of the world.
tonight its 9 p.m. and i'm swimming in my blanket sea
i feel the draft coming in my window
and welcome it as it meets the warmth inside my room
my skin is bare,
soft
blankets and pillows,
the consistent shoooooo of the heat fan,
soft
and the glow of my candle near it's wick's end
dancing softly,
smelling soft, somehow.
the incense smoke is twirling madly
and in my head,
i'm twirling, madly
dancing softly.
the greatest ballet in sweet meditation
its been awhile since i've released my mind
to pure nothingness
been feeling stale.
then something about the convergence of frigidity and warmth
existing consistently together without battle, tonight.
two realms
not so literally these, but of an undefinable sort.
(i remember slipping into an icy sea, leaving the body, emerging into steamy august air.)
emerge in the mind's very right moment
(sober, open, waiting, completely void of thought)
all elements and senses converge
floating i look back
the moment just as i left it,
chained to a red light
a speck now.
and here i am again.
the soul is never too far gone.
and after these non-sensical ramblings
i'll be leaving you.
whats new babies?
merry rexxmas to all and to all a goodnight..
<3 Rexxy
the recent addition of the internet to my humble abode might make me a more frequent visitor around these parts. and i must say, i look forward to getting back in touch with all you freaky people.
nothing too crazy has happened.
its winter. i dig it.
since we last spoke i have read the birth of tragedy by nietzche and cats cradle by vonnegut.
both.i've played lots of pinball and air hockey at games n'at.
work. sex. rock n roll.
new tattoos.
sex. rock n roll. drugs.
cookies. cake.
muppets from space.
bacon.
sex.
well. that pretty much sums it up!
oh dear god and coffee. nag champa. beers. more sex. rock n roll. more bacon.
no complaints. no complaints at all.
bahaha.
and BAH HUMBUG, too!
it is that time of year now, isn't it?
consumerism at its finest. blood pressure at its highest.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS!" cakes out the anus.
i'm sick of this helliday bakery madness.
jelly fish > jesus
the whole scene really makes me want to vomit but instead i just laugh. profusely.
or simply relax with a hot cup a' joe in the midst of all the madness swirling round and round.
ah but lets not bother ourselves with the ways of the world.
tonight its 9 p.m. and i'm swimming in my blanket sea
i feel the draft coming in my window
and welcome it as it meets the warmth inside my room
my skin is bare,
soft
blankets and pillows,
the consistent shoooooo of the heat fan,
soft
and the glow of my candle near it's wick's end
dancing softly,
smelling soft, somehow.
the incense smoke is twirling madly
and in my head,
i'm twirling, madly
dancing softly.
the greatest ballet in sweet meditation
its been awhile since i've released my mind
to pure nothingness
been feeling stale.
then something about the convergence of frigidity and warmth
existing consistently together without battle, tonight.
two realms
not so literally these, but of an undefinable sort.
(i remember slipping into an icy sea, leaving the body, emerging into steamy august air.)
emerge in the mind's very right moment
(sober, open, waiting, completely void of thought)
all elements and senses converge
floating i look back
the moment just as i left it,
chained to a red light
a speck now.
and here i am again.
the soul is never too far gone.
and after these non-sensical ramblings
i'll be leaving you.
whats new babies?
merry rexxmas to all and to all a goodnight..
<3 Rexxy
VIEW 23 of 23 COMMENTS
redd3vil:
ohhh Rexxy. gothic culture ??
zombia:
thanks so much for the kind comment on my new set