no time right now

the heat is sticky and the fans are humming. this is the quiet. the cars are gliding past. it's dark. my brain has taken over to accomplish what i've set out to do and i am tired. i just want to lay in front of the fan and let it breeze over my damp skin.

thinky thoughts

i find comfort in letting my sanity slip. oxygen finally finds its place in my head. my identity hides between the sutures.

The Aliens

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or
distress.
they dress well, eat
well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family
life.
they have moments of
grief
but all in all
they are undisturbed
and often feel
very good.
and when they die
it is an easy
death, usually in their
sleep.

-Charles Bukowski

i like this one

ellen von unwerth

it brings warmth

Edward Weston

Convictions are more dangerous foes of truth than lies- Nietzsche

Inside these brains we call down lies and undulate the lines of god thought and trappings of sexual perversion. I could break my teeth on all the dances you dance inside my head. I drive it somewhere beneath my torrid persistence and change the lock of despairing traditions.

I do not want to be a part of something that is dead or dying. Fables are dead truths, meaning that they are simply untrue...god to me is one of these.

juergen teller

dreamy drowsy

jp domingue

Ooooooooo

terry richardson

black spring, springs to mind

Bettina Rheims