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give me a needle

give me a needle

I want to inject my veins with vodka...with the highest volume of alcohol

and you do not understand...I tell my self is okay...

how can a beautiful glowing fly not fly so high?

painting is not the only thing that makes up this story of a woman lost...

yes lost...

my grandma said: "better a lost friendship than having twisted intestins..." in other words if a friendship gives you an upset stomach...it is better to let it go.

this mind of mine is so selfish...abuses the body and heart without consideration...

then overwhelmed it begs the body to walk into quick sand...

the heart is like a new born puppy...blind hungry and loveable...

the mind is a maze composed of information ...

you in the position of power...why have you chosen me to experiment with?

and I do not want children...i have nothing to offer a new creation...nothing but just sorrow...because in my eyes this life is not worth being born into...

and there are so many offerings of love...yet my choices are painful...

photograph the face of this nobody...the face of the one who is underestimated or over rated ...

and I know we all must watch our doings...the day always comes when we grow weary of the consequences of our actions...

this celestial body has been contaminated...the streams are no longer pure...

oh aliens...when will you abduct me and take me away...make me a slave of infinite creation and knowledge?

in this world of the obvious being ignored...and the non important things being top on the list...

and you ...do not be the one to take on the curse...the price to pay is not nice when you claim yours one of my creations...

and again some do not believe...but you do not have to be a believer of what is real...

and it hurts me to see the stars fall off the sky...

and this body is becoming rotten...

and I see souls that are like children...but this world is unfamiliar with the simplicity of a child...minds with egos so big like a tumor on the brain. Unable to tell the difference of a jock and a compliment...

I tell you...I see you...and I respect the action of your being...but your mind and ego are nothing but the waste within you that I want nothing to do with...

and yes...I am.

regardless of the recognition... I am...like the breath you take after placing your head under water...

and if I am gone...it is not because I have gotten big headed over petty shit...no...it is because I am trapped in my own imagination and do not have time to let you infiltrate this world I reside in...

and I told you not to fall in love because I am like a siren of today...and I am not Greek like you are ignorant of the world you live in...

and I do not know shit...so then again I ask you...why have you chosen me to play with?...I do not think you know who I am....I am the end.

the eye of the whale...

and you are nothing to me...because with all your knowledge you lack wisdom...

everything is recycled in this world...souls, Ideas, theories, ways of being...that is why we resemble each other...whether we consider ourselves animals or human beings or extra terrestrials...

yeah...go away and continue to feed your mind more McDonald's type of life style.

Timoi©2006