Wednesday, June 1, 2011

STRENGTH


NO MATTER WHAT STRIFE I NEVER GIVE UP MY SOUL.


I haven't fucked much with the past, but I've fucked plenty with the future. Over the skin of silk are scars from the splinters of stations and walls I've caressed. A stage is like each bolt of wood, like a log of Helen, is my pleasure. I would measure the success of a night by the way by the way by the amount of piss and seed I could exude over the columns that nestled the P.A. Some nights I'd surprise everybody by skipping off with a skirt of green net sewed over with flat metallic circles which dazzled and flashed. The lights were violet and white. I had an ornamental veil, but I couldn't bear to use it. When my hair was cropped, I craved covering, but now my hair itself is a veil, and the scalp inside is a scalp of a crazy and sleepy Comanche lies beneath this netting of the skin. I wake up. I am lying peacefully I am lying peacefully and my knees are open to the sun. I desire him, and he is absolutely ready to seize me. In heart I am a Moslem; in heart I am an American; in heart I am Moslem, in heart I'm
an American artist, and I have no guilt. I seek pleasure. I seek the nerves under your skin. The narrow archway; the layers; the scroll of ancient lettuce. We worship the flaw, the belly, the belly, the mole on the belly of an exquisite whore. He spared the child and spoiled the rod. I have not sold myself to God.


An Exquisite Whore

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Summer 2009

Seems like centuries ago.

Being 33 does too.





Dunno


Where I am.

But I'd better figure out where I'm goin.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

The Older I Get

I start to realize nothing is an accident.

And things get harder. And the harder they get the more I believe I'm blessed.

I hate saying that... No one wants hardships but I have never experienced the hardships that I have now. And I'm terrified. But I know it's for a reason. ENLIGHTENMENT. To not live like the rest of these people live. DEAD. Life is about change and now matter how comfortable you get... The older you get the harder it is... but fuck I am blessed because God wants to keep me on my toes and has given me the gift of not collecting dust.

And I will work damn hard to appreciate that. Not find my power animal.

"It's only when you've lost everything that you're free to do anything"




Sunday, February 6, 2011

Flickr 4 You

Ok it's not my birthday photos per say but I've posted some of my great photos on Flickr for you if you're interested to peep in the keyhole that is me.

Enjoy

FLICKR

Not as Low. Not High enough Yet

For You. Gone but not forgotten.


And The Words

Saturday, January 29, 2011

35


Yesterday was my birthday! I turned 35. It's nice to hear that I look 25.



*Smile*



I got some pics... they are on my friend's Camera I'll post them as soon as I can



And some people didn't forget thank you...



It's nice that people that have never met me didn't forget.