This might take a while... The place I reside on the Bipolar spectrum has me pretty much rubbing shoulders with schizophrenia to the point that sometimes I question whether I've been correctly diagnosed. My inner thoughts are basically a constant commentary by / conversation between five distinct people. When the mania really ramps up, I … Continue reading Nucking Futs: A Tale Of Labor and Insanity
“My schedule for today lists a six-hour self-accusatory depression.” ― Philip K. Dick, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? It looks as though our last day in Tucson (for the time being) will be March 31st. As of April 1st, we will be hitting the road to live out that gypsy wanderlust dream life! Also, … Continue reading Minutiae and Whimsy of a Day
This is a (clearly) highly manipulated image of my dry erase "organization" board, or "Writer's Board," in my *ahem* office slash work space slash insanity pod slash zen spot slash.... How long can a neurotic slash borderline psychotic slash unhinged silly guy slash funny man hipster insomniac unwillingly exist as both a night owl and … Continue reading What Mania Looks Like?
The Real Banksy Banksy Goes Gaza This is Our World. There are many like it, but this one is Ours. Our sky bleeds purple, and god is a chimpanzee train conductor in a top hat who shits Jolly Ranchers and carries a flask full of children's tears. His name is Roger, but that's not even … Continue reading this is Our World (wherein Our hero acknowledges and rejects your reality and proceeds to create His own)
Here's the poor, ignorant bastard with his head so far up his doppelganger's ass in infinite dimensions that he only now realizes The Meadows are a test. They are always a test; for those who call them home, the test becomes ingrained, a constant, unwavering embattlement between the Place, the demons, and the soul. For … Continue reading A melodramatic and introspective aside concerning the things that stay and those that stay with you…