Back to the Past...

You ain't got no future... when all your future is GONE... used up and wasted; Except trials tribulation and misery so dwell in the hell of the past... the older you get the further you think back...

The Past is a feast a smorgasbord of snacks... to be encountered by chance, by random association.. the older mind becomes fixated on the earliest memories.. as I go to sleep I explore the past like an inter-dimensional traveller in a bubble of focused thought... I see things I forgot ever happened...

Moments so vivid you would think you were there, I remember faces from 50 60 years ago as clear as a Clairvoyant sees ghosts and spirits... last night I was basically Praying for about 3 hours, horizontal... and visiting the places and faces of the long lost...

the closer you get to Death the more you recount the past; it is a vertical climb with every tiny hand-hold... until you lose faith and fall like a loser..

The past is Dead and immutable, only the present is Alive... the future is yet to manifest... Go back to the Crack and into the Womb go back to a Zygot and before the egg yet to be fertilised, you were there, and now your here... What great good fortune to be one in 6 million chosen to be "activated" as a possibility...

A life is a Collage of multiple images and impulses like some kind of random art... if your not involved with your evolution, i.e. no Ambition no will to do anything no need to meet "other people" you wont be a success by default... You need treatment:

finding out where you went wrong needs re evaluation by jumping from the top board into an empty swimming pool... then the transfixing overwhelming Cognition of your "mistakes and wrong turns" in a download of damnation...

if you can find a slither of hope in all this destruction, you will cope better...

I suggest you try Faith hope an Love as a starting point... then jump into to cloudy void and hope your Ripcord actually works... 

Death and the past are walking just behind you, waiting for you to become the recent Past personally...

$14 a Gallon in UK

YES you hear me correct, it is actually more.. but $14 is what we pay on average for a gallon of Diesel or even Gas is $12 a gallon...

Come to England and get robbed blind, by street vendors scammers Jammers extortionists and crammers.... they want what you got PICK POCKETS all over London, They will clone your car lock transmission to a stealing receiver and open your, pride and joy from a distance...

Don't come to UK coz it is not OK... we are an increasingly Feral nation populated with a criminally intent subculture of pure latency to ROB RAPE AND leave you bleeding...

not all victims survive, after dark England is an Ant Colony coming to eat the sweet trust of the poor.. we are collectively robbed until money goes TITS UP, 

and pussy cannot pay the bill... what is the next unit of Value?

Blood Sperm and French fry's...

Timeo Americae

love to be Happy...

Wouldn't it be Wonderful to be happy again... that sense of excitement, be unable to sleep as you look so kindly towards the Coming... for the thing you most wanted for a moment

You too... but fate is marching like an Army toward you... the Destructive force at the core of your conscience... stops you from enjoying even a quiet fart.. When you were a Child you did not worry about anything... being happy is a flash Mob but it lasts only for a moment...

but some moments can last forever... 

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Birth Life n Death...

Beginners Please; 5 min:

which Act are you in... a 3 Act Play with much Laughter celebration and Lamentation when you least expect it... there is no Exit nor Prompter to help you when you go Dry.... and wander in confusion with much exasperation and embarrassment...

Life is wonderful until you look Mortality in the face, remembering an old roommate from the 70's Ian Holmes Lewis I just read the backstory of his last years... 

He had a Lung transplant a year before he died... Holy bongo, What he must have gone through... that is no Disney Story.... and this is all some years ago... I was Shocked deeply considering all the implications, that is a Tough Last Act...

Be at Peace old boy...  he was a big Dope smoker, we all were then... but he loved Bongs, and they are Dangerous to sensitive lungs, I cannot imagine all the wrong people he got involved with... His Girlfriend way back then was called AURORA not a name you can ever forget... he never married Her, He got another Lady to do that...

I could fill 20 paragraphs with the names of dead people, who you have never heard of... they died in infamy, the famous Die in Public, but are they always remembered... thats some database...

When does the curtain come down, we are all desperate for a Drink a piss and a smoke.... Hurry up and get on with it... Hurry up and Die it is so boring to wait !!

Bring the curtain down... NOW

lol...

When Love Hurts the Most...

Losing the life/love of another living thing is a turning point in every individual Human existence, 

tell me it is not... (if not your a Psychopath)

The Infinite Void of utter lonely Emptiness is a living part time Hell.. before you go to sleep, and as soon as you awake the thought returns..

Like an Obsession, an impossible possession, that you can and cannot have and yet lose completely... You have nothing; their closeness has gone, only memories... persist...

and only misery continues... by then your a true blue Masochist and just love the pain of Melancholia, it has a sweet yet bitter taste...

Love hurts the most when you have lost it, it immaterial the reason why, You lost it, so long ago, but the memories rumble like deep Jungle Drums mixed with a Earthquake... losing Love is Emotional Death

The rumble is Your Fear the Drums are your failing Heart... beating to its last action... the moment is approaching when your time is UP... That is Universal Equality... 

No one has mastered eternal life, is that a joke, no mortal mind could survive without madness and utter collapse... within 500 years of bidding you buddies goodbye... You will be so Addicted and deluded

you would turn into an "unwritten Play" of a Man who wanted it all, got it, then Lost it... then tried to get a Hard on, but his Dick was dead and long gone...

NO SEX NO LIFE, NO LIFE WITHOUT IT;

A Human WINDOW is approx 50 years, yeah? when you hit 50 just remember you still got a good chance at being Murdered in a Motel, For NO GOOD REASON, aint Life a game of crappy shitty CRAPS.... 

You Throw... then you Throw UP...

For a moment of stolen pleasure, you face years of incarcerated misery and pay all your life to touching a Girl's private parts without permission... 

Never trust a Man With a Hard ON 

He is coming for ya... 

whether you like it or not !

Emma's Stoned...

Had the nuttiest dream about Emma Stone the "Artist" not the Avatar it was the craziest Dream Party I had for while... Her eyes are the Size of Tennis Balls they are too big to be wholesome... I did not touch Her... but we had a great time...

We joked around jerked around... and we jumped off a high dive board, it is the sense of falling that I remember... it went on for so long... it did not end till I woke up... but I did not wake up, I only dreamt I woke up, but didn't... I was still asleep...

sometimes I cant tell the difference between being awake and still in bed... as I wake up I dream I am awake doing stuff, then all of a sudden I am actually still in bed... dreaming of being a wake and walking around... yet still on the pillow...

My most toxic addiction is Sleep, it is my favourite state of mind... not quite here, and not really There either, in the wonderful world of dreamland...

Halfway between leaving your body and still living in a limited world of myopia where only things close come into focus... in a Macro world of tiny details... at the quantum Level nothing seems real, as we know it...

Contemplation, a Tool for life:

Too much Thinking makes Jack a Dull Boy... and turns Nerds into mass murderers... in isolated Winter Resorts... where Doppelgangers entwine in divine Evil

there are many levels and echelons of the Human Thought process... where are you...? Thinking is the activity of a living Soul, you cannot stop it... like multiple decks of cards Shuffled, it never stops until you "stop altogether"

Many people persue the impossible dream, "thats why it is impossible" too many for too many jobs, openings, auditions, Lay downs, get ups, and slaps to the face, You cannot be the person you are Not. so stop trying to be... set your Mind Free...

Accept nothing Expect Nothing and you will begin to get something real... coz Peeps dont like Fakes and poseurs... they prefer Kindness and sincerity... something you may be missing...

Buddha Knew Thinking was a living Burden to try and control it... you dont even contribute to it when you sleep... 

Aforethought is the greatest time you take to evaluate... your fate... Remember Billy-Jean in the song... ignore his advice, you MUST think twice.... or more... errors will occur...

contemplation is much misunderstood... 

Now contemplate your fate... because nothing in the World or in Heaven can Stop it.... You are cooked fried Smoked and damned... and soon the Undertaker will come, and they will "take you away" wearing dark suits and Black ties...

and you will never find your way back home...

Animals are more instinctively intelligent than any Human Alive to-day in 2027, I cam back from tomorrow...

to tell you not too many tomorrows actually happen/ dont worry we will be a snow Globe within 70 years...

Information is Education...

Both good and Bad:

The Human race has never been so well informed, we are the most Educated, Yet still Pig ignorant in other areas who has ever existed, it seems the more sophisticated we get we discriminate even more against other conflicting information, that makes no sense at all... we seem destined for conflict, Go figure...

Humanity is a crock of Shit...

be my witness... Look at the Wars we Deny are actually happening... yet chip the dollars from your simple life... the World is Filled with Vagrants...

What the Hell are we can we, gonna do ?  take drugs and jump off a Cliff, in Hastings....

You are/were the best love of my entire life (as a Human) 

But Dogs have loved me better... though they could not make Chinese Cabbage, and Sausage Soup like you did, 

x

Time takes so long...

We dont have the patients to wait, or the Organic Potentiality to exist longer than a few or more decades.... Time is longer than you can possibly wait...

(I had Time dilation for 40 years, I should still be 32 but shit, thats what happens when you play 5 card Stud with aliens...)

Life is an exclusive Hotel, where you live until you can no longer pay the bill... then you are evicted direct to the Mortuary... 

then the State takes control of your body waste... and have a paupers ending, Like Mozart... God rest his Golden Soul...

Time is the lubricant of Memory, experience is the data collected.... You are a "Juke Box" of the past endlessly replaying the old hits of yesterday... if you are chained to the past, your future will not last.... only burn in the deluge...

on the long boat ride with the reaper, the closer you get to Denial... is where Wannabes tumble down the Booze bottle... and get slowly Euthanized by self destruction...

it is only Here and now you need to worry about, but that may never come to a blind spirit with no mind left... rotted by self neglect destruction and wasted idolatry... Don't wait for the future... Create it,... with thoughts alone you can negotiate the vertical wall with only fingers guts and determination... risking your life for the Thrill... 

if you have the depth of imagination to create a world for fun in your mind, go for it, laziness will annihilate you, but creation is a personal act of divinity, it takes only a little will "daily" to do it.. You alone on a keyboard can write true fantasy into existence, just a selling an outline

Who lives the best life, those who risk it all on black... or go home a loser... he who shits out leaves the game... with an empty Tummy... no free Drinks in Vegas anymore they skin you alive, and charge you by the "Breath" just to be there... Sinners Beware;

The harder you look for a Fortune the easier Discontentment becomes...

Dreams hardly ever come true, except when your not looking for it...

I wish you the Luck of the Devil himself... Now go to the play Slots... good luck little Honey... Xxxx

You already Won, coz you met me... to direct your desires in the correct Air-stream at the right ethereal cruise altitude... and maximum Renewal and rejuvenation...

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