experimental writing. poetry. missions, goals, and plans.

19.6.08

compound it.

I'm starting a job come monday. all y'all who dont live in boston, i got a flat for two months. throwing pi's (3.141's) all day. so i'm beginning to plan the next trip to europe. I want everyone with the capacity to come. I'm saving $150 specifically a week to get this task accomplished. Compound it. in 1 year, it will be more than 5 g's, suitable for traveling more than a month airfare included. Eastern europe, i'm coming for your ass. and paris i still have a score to settle with your tender ass too. also, i'm getting close to quitting. I'm definitely feeling the loss of enthusiasm in my lungs. i've been writing a lot too. more planning. no i have ample time to plan again for traveling. the last trip took me about a month and a half to prepare for it and i felt it was insufficient. now i have months to prepare for it because i know the locale. the area, the experience of getting in an out of hostels, and using the transit systems. fuck boston transit systems. fuck em. so to those who accept this invitation. i welcome you. if we have a sufficient number of people perhaps we can travel independently or together. i was thinking about setting up meeting points in major hub cities for trains and planes depending on how each individual plans to travel. ferry, plane, bike? hitchhike. word. i dont know how many people read this shit. word.

16.6.08

X

We haven't spoken in a while,
I know. I know what you might be
thinking, I'm wrong. And I can only
reminisce of the last words you
uttered,It doesn't matter. It
doesn't matter, where
you'll take me,
Or where
I'll follow
you.
But to learn
and live is a skill
I take for granted.
to learn to love, a privilege
undemanded. Now all I've
learned and all I've heard
will be swiftly reprimanded.

12.6.08

mgs4

I'm tired. I can't help but ask questions. Things never remain the same. I'm tired.