My father was Pekka, my grandfather Toivo. Their names anglicised as Peter and Tony... In generational order from ancient through history to modern, our initials are TPK. What does that spell? Total Party Kill. Long ago I said I was of the North in terms of heritage, but I am here in the south as … Continue reading Aquateo family quadratics
19 August 2018, originally titled "my head really hurts" I don’t know anything for sure. I don’t even know who or what I am nor my capabilities. The possibilities are endless. The fragmentation and permutations are infinite. I don’t even know or trust anything. I am endless in all that “I don’t know” because I … Continue reading Rerun 010: the Morning after headache
I must say something. I don't know what to say. I'm nobody... I want to ... live. I'm scared I'm going to die. But not really.. am taking measures to make sure I will live. But I don't really know what I'm losing. What I am giving up. I'M NOT ARROGANT, THIS IS NOT ARROGANCE! … Continue reading I must write the right to reveal the light
What a curious thing to consider the soul, this invisible thing "inside" of us that supposedly makes us human. We can have such distorted views of ourselves and our interrelationships with others can be quite complicated. It can seem preposterous that with 7 billion people in the world there would be only 1 other soul that … Continue reading Soul mates ignite as twin flames
My mind was racing at light speed and I struggled to keep up with the stream of ideas pouring into and through me. These ideas didn't always come to me when I could write them down (like while driving a car). I attempted to document them anyway by dictating them to my phone using the … Continue reading I would be a terrible dictator.
01 february 2002 @ 18:33 blah. i feel so boring. no, i don't feel bored, but i feel boring. like i'm even boring myself. i could just cry... i dunno. i just feel so pathetic all the time and like i don't mean anything... i don't like myself at all. why does felix like me? … Continue reading LiveJournal Teenage Identity Crisis
I don’t know what you want from me. and I don’t know what your game or intention is. But you don’t scare me. You won’t scare me off. And you can pretend to be scary any everything but because I have a terrible imagination, you just look like whatever I want you to look like. … Continue reading To the woman with the eyes.
13 October 2001 @ 13:40 >> my happiness yesterday, i was so joyous. i was overwhelmed with happiness, only to be crushed by night fall. so all those postings of smiling and laughing... they were all in vain! i knew it... i fucking knew this would happen... the happier i get, i harder i … Continue reading LJArchive – Chester’s Powderfinger
Braving the cold, Baring the soul, Exposing the skin And hair. Waiting in queue To use a computer, The bag over your shoulder Covers your back, But I see every curve Of your anatomy. Oblivious to the stares, The sniggers, You use inker in The universal knowledge exchange. Wearing nothing, Wanting something, Is it more … Continue reading Bare book borrowed
Let's see. How do we relate this in an onomastic, bombastic, fantastic phantasmic way? For clarity must be communicated to retrace these paths and steps if necessary again I do like to endure and ensure lessons are learned. Makes for a thorough and crystallized educational manifestation. Dionysus dined with Isis, crystal wine poured within our … Continue reading Antigenesis – the beginning of the end of the new world
29 August 2018 I exist in the spaces between. That’s where I am do what I do best. I can't stay in any one place for too long. Because I’m a fixer, and I cant fix what isn't broken. I connect hearts, and I speak the truth. But I’m not a leader… I could be … Continue reading Rerun 031: Where does my power lie
28 August 2018 My kids were talking about what was considered old L: (age 10) what do you think is old? How old is old? X: (age 7) 35 is old L: I think 50 is old K: (age 31) that’s funny. You both said 5 times older than your own ages X: i think … Continue reading Rerun 030: 5 Looney Lovegoods
I love pop culture and the artists and creators of our time. Even cosplayers! I always wanted to be a performer. Because then I could pretend to be someone else. When Robin Williams died, he was the only famous person whose death I mourned. I cried when he died. He was legendary. He was funny … Continue reading I’m the artist that doesn’t do art