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Monday 23 August 2010

life is so simple

car window shines through, just as skinny cows find their cud to chew. over flat plains and shanty towns, big rocks punctuate, furry green. drew a circle around a self. so close to that matrix, a self taught inspired act. outnumbered. i woke in the dead of night, arranged in a scrum amongst mice droppings, something injected my forehead with pain. immediately panic sets in. in the jungle, with no lights and only the sounds of ocean + accompanying insects. i would be gone. just couldnt keep eyes open while brain burned. if i am neutral, everything else is a positive or negative. man walks in the water and disappears. you know what? barren.


Tuesday 17 August 2010