home, now

i have travelled
and i have seen
many places and
people
and different positions of
the sun in the sky
experienced ideas and food and
sights and sounds and
all of it was something
but i am home now
and i intend to stay here
for quite a while

weird

the discovery of the head

i promise you

stop
for a moment
and breathe
keep breathing
search within yourself
for what you enjoy
for what makes you want to wake up
and never go to sleep
for what makes you smile
and never want to stop
and do those things
every day
just for a little bit
every day
i promise you
you’ll be ok

weird

i am the millionaire musical composer and impresario

conference burnout

i spoke at 7 conferences
this year
and it was too much
because i also travelled for other things
many times
and i am tired
and i miss my family
and i keep getting sick
i want to stay home
next year

weird

the horse head was hollow

you are colour to me

my brain is awash with colour:
always —
letters, words, music, feels,
void of logic;
empty of reason;
and you!
you are colour to me.

weird

enamel does not possess the ability to regenerate

i do not wish to create content

i do not wish to create content
i wish to create
memories
nourishing food
cosy living spaces with soft lighting
and blankets
i wish to create
art
music
poetry
manifestations of my inner being
and love
i do not wish to create content
i wish to create
a life

weird

artificial truth

when the light fades

do not be afraid
when the light fades
there are only fifty six days
until it begins its ascent
if the world’s heart is still beating
when the time comes

weird

i’ve had my desktop churn for two weeks on trying the rhombicosidodecahedron

gap

the thing with having metal in your mouth
is that it does things
like closing a gap it once created
overnight
pain begets progress
love begets love
you can manifest
anything

weird

a digital archive of light and whatnots

love

when there is so much hate in the world
love
when everything is too weird
love
when you don’t know why you’re here
love
when you don’t know who you are
love
when you don’t know what the fuck is going on
love
love
and love

weird

rotating

friends

today i am reunited with friends
from far away places
today i’ll be welcomed with love
and some hope
today i will give hugs and
we’ll laugh
oh we’ll laugh
at the absurdity of it all

weird

home of fiction

we all have a choice

you can choose
what things to use
do not give your money
to losers

weird

abundance of hematite

at least i'm still alive

it is never-ending
i am bleeding money
my house is fucked
at least i’m still alive

weird

campfires permitted

the roof is leaking

do you ever wish the world would stop
just for an hour, or a day
so you can finish the things without more things
happening
and feel a sense of calm brought on by the nothingness
that lies ahead?

it didn’t stop, today
the roof is leaking

weird

can you beat the game?

meditation

pick your sticks up
play, don’t think
close your eyes
hear it, smile
you’re back
and it feels right

(this is the final call for letters, however short, however long, to celebrate my 40th birthday; reply to this email with your thoughts, your wishes, your feelings; i can’t wait to see inside your brain)

weird

remnants of summer

orange
leaves cascade
down and lay upon
sun-bleached grass
it’s time to rest now

weird

adopt new rituals

sky

vast, big sky
above the clouds i observe the curvature of my home
this earth
that we so wilfully destroy

how long, really, do we have left?

weird

around and around

light

you’re fading now, i know
please stay a little longer
so i can watch the leaves fall from the trees

weird

the internet

in one month minus one day

in one month minus one day i will enter a new decade of existence
in one month minus one day your perception of me may change
in one month minus one day maybe my own perception of me will change
in one month minus one day who’s to say what the future holds
but in one month minus one day
apparently
my life begins

(if you would like to send me some words for my 40th birthday in one month minus one day, please reply to this email; i will file all emails in a secret folder and open them in one month minus one day)

weird

child

when you were born you made me grow
into someone i like being
when you’re gone it’s like that someone fades away a bit
and i try so hard to hold on
it’s nice to have a break sometimes
but i miss you when you’re not here
i’ll see you later, child

weird

there is no emotion. there is no art. there is only logic.

play

breathe
put your fingers on the keys
and play
make sound
and bathe in it
you are awash
with colour
breathe
put your fingers on the keys
(not for anyone else, but yourself)
and play
play
play

weird

this water is not in a form familiar to us

do not perceive me

every so often
i want to hide from it all
the noise
the chaos
endless streams of consciousness
from the depths of the unknown
turn it off
make it stop
look away
shut it out
i do not want to be perceived
today

weird

an alternate iteration of earth