It's hard to pin-point the beginning of any mystery delusion allusion or magic

I'll give birth to nothing it'll stay inside forever

Whiskey in the flask, I'm drunk on nothing and everything.

It's funny all I've ever wanted, since forever, was to make Art. But now I want to be on the outside looking in. Understanding, I really want to understand everything, and know as much as I can. I want my brain to be the size of small countries. I'm reading Virginia Woolf at the moment. She's amazing, isn't she?

The most important thing about living is to feel.

I'm going to pull out my brain and stuff my head

with flowers and herbs and seeds and dye my skin

and bury my self in the garden and wait to grow

away

from everything.

Last Thursday, Alberta St. 8/25/2001