Tuesday, December 29, 2015

it seems i have an acute case of vashta nerada - i need the doctor!


i've wasted so much time pretending i don't exist.....

the truth has always been the weight i feel, the heaviness i combat each moment with breathing....

the illusion, more real than the truth, until you sigh, and hold your breath

a glimpse comes like a flash of light, suddenly the weight is lifted.....

now i have to remind myself each day...that none of us ever existed....

there are parasites that feed on humanity....

look them in the face and reveal them.....watch them starve as we fade into nothingness...

lost memories without a skull to call home...circling the planet...... we are but ghosts of our past....

haunting and feeding.......

Friday, December 25, 2015

evie pratt.....


it's my time……but the universe keeps me waiting here and now until it comes back around…..

she's alive - the robot version of my mind…..

she lives in a braver, newer world……….

you will know her one day…..or forget her depending on the curve of time…..

on this Christmas the gift of knowing her would be yours but not mine....infinite letters arranged through space and time……..stars burning all the pages to land on…….but this i will give you……just her name, and then her story when she comes alive……..off to bed, sugar plums and the wonder of who is Evie Pratt running about the corners in your head…….pillow dreams and realities………someday you'll all be seeking me.....