Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

"...and did you know that God is Pooh Bear...?"
I am beginning to understand Beat..percocet and morphine ...opens the mind to other possibilities...just can't seem to stop writing today...about being a human bean.an all and nothing that it means... I am walking upon this little blue rock... but unsure of what that means...maybe I should stop yhinking and just walk...just been issued medical marijuana...now i can actually function....

... oh if I wasn't so happy I'd be depressed all to shit...

Feel like a stream with pills riding the surf...surfs up dude...

Oh words disconnected by obligation ..connected in the stream...

Always something to stumble on, if you just think and not escort that thought. Looks good to me, might forget about the stone, just standing on a blue rock listening to wind sighs, listening to ants passing orders, listening to crickets in love, listening to fish hungry for something water-filled. Keep it flowing. I likes it.

writing is good, artguy!! I´m not on morphine and grass but I´m doing first-sound totally stupid fonaudiologic excercises half and hour a day since a week and also excercising diafragmatic respiration... ( if I start reading Grof books, having plain abdomen and talking suddenly strange languages, I´ll tell you! )

wait - medical marijuana! well, here we go - you've just crossed the border where conventional medicine shakes hands with shamanic wisdom.

& keep writing. why not.