Treasures.

Gun hip,

Swollen lip,

Bottle sip.

one grows as one wilts.

Yeah, she is beautiful, but she dont mean a thing to me.

So stoned, so beautiful its scary.

I always imagine myself dying when i come here.

Dying happy, peaceful, but mostly,

dying alone,

and being alright with it.

"Whatever gets you through the night"

sleeping under the stars in mexico. hot days building.

Make a plan.
To burn all of our story books.

Right about now, i would love to be back at the cabin, out on the porch underneath the beautiful montana sky.

Goodbye.

Making more of the "good old days"

Do not be daunted by the enormity of the world's grief. Do justly, now. Love mercy, now. Walk humbly, now. You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither are you free to abandon it.

If every angel's terrible,
then why do you welcome them

Lash.

It happens every time.

Nothings gonna change my world.

I just might run again.

And me, I still believe in paradise. But now at least I know it's not some place you can look for, 'cause it's not where you go. It's how you feel for a moment in your life when you're a part of something, and if you find that moment... it lasts forever...

It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the miligrams of tar
It's my habitat, it needs to be cleaned, it's my car
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain
It's the cat box it needs to be changed, it's the pain
It's women, it's the plight for power it's government
It's the way you're giving knowledge
slow with thought control and subtle hints
It's rubbing it, It's itching it, It's applying cream
It's the foreigners sight seeing with high beams, It's in my dreams
It's the monsters that I conjure, It's the marijuana
It's embarrassment, displacement, it's where I wander
It's my genre, It's Madonna's videos
It's game shows, cheap liquor, blunts,
and bumper stickers with rainbows
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils
It's the monitors, the soundman, it's the fucking mic levels
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil' and mommy's pill
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs
It's bloods, crips, fives, six
It's stick up kids,
It's christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast
It's public schools, it's asbestos
It's mentholated, It's techno
It's sleep, life, and death
It's speed, coke, and meth
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smokers breath
It stretches for as far as the eye can see
It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me

On and on and on and on
The list goes on and on and on and on

It's in the water, it's in the air, it's in the meat
It's indirect, indiscrete, inconsistent, incomplete
It's in the streets, every city and everywhere you go
In every man it's the insanity, the fantasy, the casualties
It's the health care system, it's welfare victims
It's assault weapons, it's television religion, and it's false lessons
It's cops, police, pigs with badges guns and sticks
It's harassment and a complex you carry when you're running shit
It's wondering if you get to eat, it's the heat
It's the winter , the weather
It's herpes, and it's forever
It's the virus that takes the lives of the weak and the strong
It's the drama that keeps on between me and my seed's mom
It's that need to speak long, it's that hunger for attention
It's the wack , who attack songs of redemption
It's prevention, It's the first solution
It's loose, it's out for retribution,
it's mental pollution...and public execution
It's the nails that keep my hands and feet to these boards
It's the part time job that governs what you can afford
It's the fear, It's the fake
It's clear it can make time stop
and leave you stranded in the year of the snake
It's the dollar, yen, pound, it's all denomination
It's hourly wages for your professional observations
It's on your face and it's in your eyes
It's everything you be
Cause it ain't me,
On and on and on and on

SCAR TISSUE.

Im going to take a big leap of faith and stop looking back.

Im going to make my own future, free of all that control i once obeyed.

its all in the past, theres nothing left that you have to give me,

we poison eachother.

so heres the antedote,

SPLIT.

move on.

find our own lives.

the tear will hurt,

but it will be better for the both of us,

its a sign that the stone house burned down,

Destruction is a form of creation,

its high time we accept it.

She told me not to step on the cracks
I told her not to fuss and relax
Pretty little face stopped me in my tracks
But now she sleeps with one eye open
That's the price she'll pay..

This is your problem.
Take these pills.

Now without them,
i have a problem.

Craving the open road.

It starts...it ends...all at once.

Pikes Place.

It reminds me theres so much more out there.

Was it because we were in a junkyard, or was i the junk you were reffering to..

Disconnect the Dots.

Crush.

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane

When everyone is everybody else.

Theres no time to fall apart.

Weaknesses tell us apart.

Keep me awake, Ive been losing myself.

I've been lost in the dark,

Is there anybody else?

What's Eating You?

Snow.

Cold.

Two Coats.

A Ciggarette.

All by Myself.

Gone in the Morning.

So fresh the sunrise.

I heard your angry scream.

Running towards my snowy footsteps.

Out of breath, scared to know why.

The holes in the wall.

Pushing away.

Tears.

Drifting to dreams.

And on we go.

Restart,

It never happened.

I let it fall, my heart And as it fell, you rose to claim it. It was dark and I was over, Until you kissed my lips and you saved me. My hands, they were strong, but my knees were far too weak. To stand in your arms without falling to your feet. But there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew. All the things you'd say, they were never true, never true. And the games you'd play, you would always win, always win. But I set fire to the rain. Watched it pour as I touched your face. Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name. When laying with you I could stay there. Close my eyes, feel you here forever. You and me together, nothing is better. 'Cause there's a side to you that I never knew, never knew. All the things you'd say, they were never true, never true. And the games you's play, you would always win, always win. But I set fire to the rain Watched. it pour as I touched your face Well, it burned while I cried..

Its a Dreamlike state of mind.

Like your eyes are open and closed at the same time.

You see another world, as youre standing on the earth weve all gotten so used to.

Whats makes these moments any different from the others?

What made our minds travel..

Take off our faces so we can let our souls show. The lies and deception, better to let it go.

Will you, won't you, will you, won't you, will you join the dance?

Dante, the new kid on the block, about two months old now.

Tattoo. Two headed owl clock body holding skeleton key. The "E" at the top stands for my cousin Esme, who died March 7th 2009. Ask me about how this all comes together, it can go pretty deep.

"Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence– whether much that is glorious– whether all that is profound– does not spring from disease of thought– from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect." -Poe

First Canvas Print Done.

Im Addicted.

I dont mean to close the door,

but for the record,

my heart is sore.