Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I live here in this asylum for the terminaly vain where no one ever dies I don't have much feel for death most days sometimes I feel the blood pounding hard in my temples hear it too and I feel very old I too would like to keep my body parts intact probably just a superstition You get such interesti...

one half mile equals one text box of 500 words? Who is with me wherever I go. Jesus, sure where could I go where he was not also I think about the old woman on her death bed At peace with her G d Wanted an Orthodox funeral Not so much for the dogma as for the inexpensive plain wood box. She was alwa...

She ain't useless
She knows how to make babies
And it ain't nobody bizness if she had her tubes tied or not

Like a fucking horror show
The poor bastard
Fucking Mom

A Generation of Vipers.

I enjoy chewing the cud with sisters small talk is so informative I dream about chit chatting with Gertrude Stein in my blue feminist heaven. What I noticed is just how bitchy women can be too each other. G d help the man that falls into that trap Unless he is Solomon I guess The range of what we th...

Sometimes I think I ought to write more letters to the editors. There must be something I can do. I read the the news compulsively, but not much TV, (the nation, salon.com, huntington post, washington post, new york times, tomdispatch, alternet news, a lot of other places all over the net, I read my...

all of a sudden I have a fear of being alone.

the sweet anonymity of the road
where nobody knows your name

all of a sudden I have a fear of being alone.


when solitude was so sweet to me
I dream of the road again

Heck with Eve, what I want to know is where are you. Are you ok i have not seen you around in a month of Tuesdays. Yeah death Dame. You hear about the first person to discover fire, the first person to invent the wheel. All these firsts but who was the first homo sapient to be aware of his own death...

"on a bare branch / a crow settles / autumn dusk" basho

Speaking of odd reads I been reading again been years and tears of years since I been able to read like I useta. Thanks for making a presence Nice poetic reasoning there I think. passing thoughts>>>>> You know I should really use more emoticons, I had a line on a GO somewhere, I think it is the curr...

Jung's best shot for me was
An Answer To Job

The Future of an Illusion

Jung's best shot
An Answer To Job

inmyhumble opion
beware the man of two books

I am in the mood for small talk
empire waistlines
and rosy cheeked dolls

"amerikan woman stay away from me"

Tasty maggots This is the one Diana Moon Glampers I want to get back to those tasty maggots Want to get back to a book I been reading for years and just barely got into it. Thinking about life under earth and the denial of death. thinking about a line from a poem "laughing buddha guys don't have all...

It is a tasty maggot
late in the day to notice that

Chocolate and Marijuana is all I got to make through this diet Self inflicted suffering who is it that doles out that one piece of chocolate a day like medicine. I sit and savor from a remote consciousness I am aware of the meaty beast that I am And thoughts of Rosy Cheeked Demons. <object width="48...