Diving Deep

Tag: observations

  • MR. LONELYSOUL

    MR. LONELYSOUL

    I kinda took Miss Lonelyhearts by Nathaniel West, and changed it up to suite my style. The past three months have been intense. Things have changed, now. I have someone new living here at the house. We get along. Weekends only, for going out and partying. New dude, his friend, and myself will probably end…

  • SAY WHAT?

    SAY WHAT?

    I find some days I won’t write. I have much to say, although, some days I’m not sure what to say. What do I say, today? The question can take me down rabbit holes that seemingly never lead anywhere. Tangents that get so beaten and off path that, they make no sense. I think it’s…

  • SHOULD VERSUS DO

    SHOULD VERSUS DO

    What we as humans end up DOING isn’t always what we “should” do. In fact the more I observe human beings in their elements, well…Look real deep. What I see is selfish, ego-driven maniacs. Not all of you. Just the majority of humans. The thing that disturbs me most is that people pretend to be…

  • FEAST

    FEAST

    It’s been a few days since I last made a post. Too much non-fiction. I must aim at fiction writing. To write fiction every day until I continue to pump out book after book after book after book. Repeat the process until I die. I don’t think anyone but me can do this. Therefore I…

  • SPACE RANGER

    SPACE RANGER

    Imagine I am in outer space. Imagine that, you live on Earth. I cannot see you in person, as I am in outer space. You may see pictures of me. What I used to look like on Earth. And I can see pictures of you, living your lives on Earth. I’m sorry, but I knew…

  • LET IT GO

    LET IT GO

    I speak for myself here. Let it go. I let go of the past. I let go of ego. We see this in the story, FIGHT CLUB. Durden is the ego of the narrator, and in the end he basically kills his ego. In the novel, we’re not sure where the narrator is at. Is…

  • BROKEN HEARTS

    BROKEN HEARTS

    I have a broken heart. It doesn’t beat anymore. The pieces vibrate, sometimes. As if they want to beat as they once did when they where a whole heart. Really though, my love is broken. I’m broken love. Does this mean I’m still love? I think it does. I also think that when pieces of…

  • TRAVEL

    TRAVEL

    I travel to places often in my mind. I was astounded at the places I’ve gone so far with these essays and journal entries. I don’t mention this to brag- more to congratulate myself for the work I’ve done thus far. It is work in the sense that I want these articles essays and journal…

  • NO WORRIES

    NO WORRIES

    Remember: to care doesn’t mean you also worry. I give a fuck about finding myself as an artist. What kind of artist am I really? To truly know myself means I can become confident, not worry about much at all. With confidence, with purpose, there’s no need to worry. I find myself being patient. I…

  • I REALLY WANNABE IN LA

    I REALLY WANNABE IN LA

    I sit here at the kitchen table. It’s 1:50am. I’m not tired. I’ve had a few beers now. Smoked a little bit of the dank ass weed I got. The dogs play without concern of waking the roommate, Henry. Poor Henry. He probably thinks, “man, fuck these dogs”. Although I doubt he really hates them.…