First Mark

Have a new development in my brain, bit more complex than the last one but hopefully more rich and diverse as a result… Will keep you posted. Something about space, maybe mesh it into my previous story, each one existing in the same world.

So there they stood, elements on a plain of energy,

Creating their own rhythm, creating their own ecstasy.

Staring up at moonlit beams velvet and white,

They reach the height

of their inevitable might in mental creativity.

How to articulate these thoughts streaming through my head that seemingly have no substance except in the wake of my progressive soul through the sea of rough reality through clouds of stretched wakefulness and anguish originating in the perplexity of the inability to move out of the stability of this existence at this present moment in time which itself is a nuisance to who follow her through the sea of rough reality over the waves of heavy-lidded boredom and depression creating valleys of dreaded gloom covered with stretched clouds of whatever. Fuck that.

There really needs to be more illusion in the world.

Yet perhaps there is, hiding behind high definition advertisements.

But illusion, uncertainty, we know too much but don’t know nearly enough.

Mainstream is a fuckin’ illusion; what are we chasing? Some blurred icon hanging about five centimeters in front of your outstretched hand. Perpetually, forever, until the day you die.

Pull that hand back, take a look around, see the beauty and ecstasy right in front of your watery eyes.

So sitting at the tail-end of another weekend; so bored at the moment but I think that it’s due to the fact that the weekend was so hectic that my brain is still on the high from Friday and Saturday. SWOT week starting tomorrow, guess that means studying and all that rubbish, hopefully it’s more successful than the last one.

Otherwise in the sector of creativity my mind has been pretty unproductive, I think at this stage of the weekend I’m just waiting for Monday to arrive you know (Never thought I’d say that).

But what else hey? Been thinking a lot lately about general things and the universe; Keep seeing and hearing and smelling things that remind me that the Earth is really not a boring place at all. After the parties and the stimulants and the media and the economy it really is so pure and clean and vibrant that its often quite overwhelming. Trees and animals are amazing, all life is so completely and utterly amazing that I struggle to come to terms with the amount of stuff that there is out there. After spending some time out in the bush next to this mini - lake type thing and getting back to this prison - like construction that they call res really made me realise the distance that humanity has pulled itself away from the rest of the Earth. Humans are so stupid, this will be clear in hindsight in about 40-50 years, when shit really hits the fan and we realise the complete and UTTER idiocracy of that which we call “civilization”. Psh, talk about disillusioned right? It’s like humans are so bored with their own reality that we just need to make shit; make shit that makes the other shit go away for a while, but then comes back so you distract yourself with some more shit…Ah fuck that, such a vicious circle in the end, I suppose those who didn’t believe that it would happen will be the worst hit, and for that I am almost thankful (Although that’s not really a good way to look at the world is it?)