Chewing On Glass…

Sucked into a trap of my own illusion
Going through something that’s causing confusion
My own laziness is dragging me under
Sitting around looking for answers
Directly in reverse of the direction I was heading
State of mourning that holds no concern
Not for the dead but something for the living
Is that a funeral or something worse?

We are victims of our own culture…

This only matter because
You’ve never heard it before
Versions repeating inside my head
Not good enough isn’t a feeling I have
But an emotion that I live with
Nothings going to get better because
This is how it has always been
Breathing in darkness
Exhaling out more of the same
We are what we are
And for some of us even less than this
Less than nothing is still something
Not enough though to keep going
Scrapping by on leftover conclusions
These thoughts don’t leave much illusion
Suppose you heard the news
I only know how to suffer

If you give a mouse a cookie… he’ll take you for a fucking ride…

Got a light? Got a light?
In all this darkness
Got a light? Got a light?
In all this despair
No… Not in this black and white
Reality we seem to think we’ve found
Got a light? Got a light?
In all this destruction
Got a light? Got a light?
In all this devastation
No… Not in this red and blue
Reality we seem to believe we’ve found
Got a light? Got a light?
Where there is none to be found
Got a light? Got a light?
In all this darkness
No… Of course, we don’t
How do you think we got here in the first place?

Another lost day spent catching up on sleep… watching old movies… and realizing I am more behind than I thought I was on everything… Finished another short story yesterday… rode that high right back into the ground… and I am now exactly where I was always meant to be… I’ve recently taken up a new hobby that is both too expensive for me to maintain… and well out of my skill level… Very thrilled… I have always enjoyed disappointing myself more than others… Last I heard… I’m doing a pretty good job… Always a positive hidden within every negative… I presume…

Books… Books… Books…

We’ve Got Books…

Is That A Funeral?… Has Plenty of Books…