Seedless

Nurl I spy you thru the frost covered evergreeens…
Cellphones dead, thru it in a garbage can.
HPS and over head fans
Hot chicks with 9′ cola buds laying on the beach, tan

That squirming coil it got away
What more can I say
Its another day, god do I pray
Hey, puff puff pass, whatchoo doing with that J?

K? Joo got K-hole?  Not my playground
I have been found but now I am lost
doublecrossed, words are starting to melt into sounds
I lay my head down on the rock covered in green soft moss
Its a coin toss

This rut is to deep, cant make the leap
Instead I will just complain about it, let me clear my throat…
start bailing the were going to lose the boat
The Ship of Fools, look at all those oblivious kids nodding off and shirts stained with drool

I’ll school you in you botanic babble
with my words your world starts to unravel
the sound of the gavel.  Smash!!!

Goes the glass pipe tossed out of the window going 75 mph
Look at this injection site, think its some kinda rash?
Crazy Fool, liberated asylum threat…

Poster Child of the future to Kool for my time
Ms…. I want a orange for my beer not a wedge of lime
Listen to Jimmy whine
Its quarter to six and half past nine.

Get a grip man, cant you grasp it, dont you understand???
Here Ill give you a hand…
Rocking American Bandstand like a 1960’s curvy automobile
Mason jars with rubber seals
My head hurts

Its early morning as Jimmy wakes from a sleeping pill sleep, rubbing his eyes.  He reaches and grabs a nice cola he picked the previous day.  Sparkling in crystals, he is in awe…  God damn I love you mary jane.  I few deeps rips and the peaceful easy feeling flows over him.  He curses the buracracy that keeps him from sanity and away from many pharmacueticals.  Such a nice simple plant to grow, Jimmy feels energized as he stretches and looks at the dual rows of different strains he tried out this year and he is looking for a solid outdoor early harvester.  Bubblegum and bursting everGreen fill his nasal passage, whats not coated with some narcotic of some sort.  The morning dew is is sparkling in the morning light as if there were thousands of tiny mirrors all shine pinpoints of light

OVERGROW, will continue time for some solitude.

Peace,

Seedless

The train isnt masking any stops, what should I do if I want to get off the train?  The train is traveling 78 mph  and I am on a 357 mile journey, I think I am some where near the far far west midwest.  The train car is lite by my lighter as I pull a joint and do the math.  A] I am a psuedo metaphysical manifestation that this is mearly a human game, you know like the ’stupid dog’ trick.  The atoms are swirling around me at a intense force they start to glow with that familiar golden white, find me in a field of grass, mother natures son.  I embrace the knowledge I already know simple thru faith and knowledge of the manipulation of the magnetic field.  Throw in the elementary tactics of pure imagination, the power of suggestion is a terrible thing to waste if you are unjedi’d in the ways of the force, Personally if there were teams [i.e. sepration] I would be on the ninja, junky needs a fix, jedi, phreak you out shit, than you remembered in some dream you sampled some D.O.B.  L.S.D.’s strange cousin that never really comes to the family gatherings but its presence has formed on of the quadric molar of a portal in a public place.  Sexy Sadie you’ll get yours yet, just a smile would lighten everything.

SMILE SMILE SMILE

Check, One Check Two, what the fuck is up with you?

Hidden in a costume, pretending to know a secret thats make-believe, or living a reality expounded to a mathematical power of 3.  Living your secret world, no ties to the real world.  A mind full of desires and the strong feeling of wanting to excel in in a career that I love with a passion [doh’ no slave to the man, get your hands, narcs, recordings, DNA swabs, false arrests, cops that lie [Hey, there only human right?  I guess if you forget about there squirming tail. they go squealing off, extroting, set-ups, dellphone monitoring, GPS cell phone 3 point pinpointing, GPS magnets the snakes attach to your car when they “call” you in, Yeah buddy your going to get me to talk with out my cop eating lawyer to tell you to fuck off.  Some people disgust me not just cops, most drone humans, the ones that dont believe, the ones with no faith, the liars, gelatin mold suburban nights, my neighboors [this means you reading this ;)].

For the majority of the population they have the wool pulled over there eyes and some are to stupid to know some are to stupid to care.  The select amount of the ?human population the have a clue.  A country founded with blood, its fingers stained a darcranberry red

I have been keepin busy lately, repainting a old mountain bike, in the process of building a single-speed [3-5 gears in back, haven’t decided], and I have a ‘69 Schwinn Tandem bike I am going to restore, in the mean time,  I have been ready’ing my cacti for there dormant period and the slow process of gettting them accustom to the indoors.  After growing for 3.5 yrs. this is the first year I had to prune, which basicall quadruples my cacti garden come spring and the cuttings come out of dormancy and take root.  I could try rooting them now but truthfully I dont feel like I deadicate 1-6 hrs a day on my babies, I have a worm farm, my special black gold compost and yet ANOTHER journal following the growth of my cacti, in there various forms, sizes, temps, cuttings, soil mixes, you name it…  I have been reading a little bit but I really have been picking up my paintbrush and finishing [or trying to] one of the 3-6 half painted paintings I have.  Getting ready to embrace Autumn as it is my favorite season and my Birthday is just a turn of a orang’eish leaf away, God last year at this time, if I remember correct, yeah I was still with the lying, negative, greedy, money obsessed, closet coke and speed slut.  What a waste of time that was.  I just dont understand people that think so much of themselves yet they are truly disgusting the self image she would project fraud, fake, baloney, such a dispecable person.  Truly sick in the head and I hope she gets some help, which she isn’t I am sure she does what she does best lie and snort coke.  I am surrounded by liars, thiefs, and no-good people except for a very, very few.  Enough wasted time on that, how did that even come up, oh my birthday…

I have SOOOOOO many crystals and rocks its insane, I gotta do something about that.

Outta Xanies I hate when I run out, now its Ativan, Klonopin, and Ambien for my benzo routine, which I am going to start keeping a log of my intake to get things situated and settled and decreased.  I have been forgetting things lately at quite an alarming rat, during a conversation it is routine that I forget COMPLETELY the topic I was JUST talking about, sometimes I just play it off totally confused, other times depending whom I am with I will ask, “What was I just saying…” or “What were we talking about” like it even matters its all fake.

I plan to hit my weights and get more into shape, which I am in great shape at the moment, but I lack on the lifting aspect of my exercise routine, which is a minimum of 20 miles mountain biking a day.  I literally never sit down and watch  tv, or just relax, I am always doing something go figure…    Right now I am gettting of this mindless electronic box that just deducts not adds to [only in convenience IMO] MY physical life, if read the bible just a fraction of the time I mindlessly waste on here, I would be such a better person.

To whomever took my BROKEN MP3 player, with earphones that work for my phone not the mp3 player, give um back, its so pathetic that you steal, oh buyin one on ebay.  Will see.  Could of had it for free, but your shady.  No more rocks, in the red over your head and you spin endlessly out of control, lies, the forgetting to mention, etc, etc., and on and on grab hold of a rope as the bottom is soon going to fall out.  TELL THE TRUTH, I can see thru you like a fucking window, I mean come on at least try to lie good…  Just wait, just wait…

Headaches, negativity, I want nothing to do with it, all ties are being cut, and I am retiring to South America, come and try and find me there, hahahaahahahaahhaha

The MadCap Laughs’ while doing dew angels in your front grass, geeked up on more snow than Aspen…

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colours of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin’ hands, sayin’ “How do you do?”
They’re really saying “I love you”

I hear babies cryin’, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself, what a wonderful world

Oh yeah
Oh yeah baby, give it to me you little slut, shake dat ass..

God Bless, Peace & Love,
Seedless [Signing off from a forgotten place, and a remembered time, access my network I can access you head]

It was mid-day, mid-summer, sometime in the mid-1990’s…

You could see the Chicago heat rising like a blurry gas.  I was just plannin on kicking it around and actually not scoring today because I had some surplus to wake up to and to carry me thru the whole day leaving no reason to go outside, let alone leave my house, shit heroin was my life I fucked it for a decade and a half but the last time it fuct me, but it this way heroin is not like a perky breasted 21′ish year old ; ) .  No need for cruising ghetto corners…  Rocks, Blows, Park.  2 for $10 After dark.  A saying that often haphazardly gets caught in my head like a TV jingle.  How addicted to addiction was [am] I?  All I can say my life is rather plain, I like watching the cold scattered rain.  Onward Ho White Pony, Neyyyyyyyyy  Neyyyyyyyy…. ???  Dont Ask.

So I get a phone call asking if I would ride with some chick to help her score plus a few free bags and a crack smoke down, riiiinnnnggg Class is in Session, a tweaker session.  Being the junky I was it was a simple equation, soon we were passing past Harlem, Cicero, in our own quiet ritualistic dope buying behavior, the radio turned down, I take the driving over, I make sure my cooker, rig [filled w/ water], and cotton are ready for immediate use.  Sitting right next to my crack tube ready to snap, crackle, and pop.  The ‘normal’ occurs we score dope I get high, smoke some rocks get tweaked out, yell at the chick for not driving carefully, all while nonchalantly looking out the side view mirroor desperately scanning the traffic behind us in between letting the pipe cool down.  I was always positive, that there was a cop closing in and following us ready to pounce on my sickly and emaciated frame.  So sick, a robot that was vicious when his powdered fuel would run low in his system.  Systematic addiction, crystal clear no if’s, and’s, or but’s [but just one more bag…] manically roaming the city in search of hard drugs shit any drugs.  I always had a stash of tons of pills, pot, EMERGENCY heroin packet that what used in a ER funtion almost daily.  I wanted more, I wanted stronger, faster, stronger, more, never enough, well occasionally ; ).  So we pull out of the ghetto and on to the expressway I have already have a couple bags coursing thru my bloodstream as I finger the loaded glass pipe in my hand waiting for the right time to rip the fuck out of it.  We switched back driving positions so now she is driving her car again.  I sit and smoke rock and stare out the window, listening to her mindless babble. Yadda. yadda. yadda…  So she starts asking me to shoot her up as she has a hard time hitting a vein while behind the wheel, if you cant shoot dont shoot I always said and I rarely hit anybody [IV, for all you idiots] while they are driving unless it was a good friend, or I was confident on the persons tolerance level and if/and/or what other drugs or pharmies the person was on.  Well this chick was part of the pack, the typical girl.  The come in all sizes and shapes, but I would prefer to fuck the skinny, nice tits, etc. but I would cop dope with anyone.  I knew this girl thru a fellow junky and he was a good friend and she would always be available to drive me to score if need be but the best part of this one [well there were more than one] was that she would buy me dope.  Free Heroin how could you turn that down being a slave to that white heroin. 

TIMEOUT GOTTA GO

Continue Later… 

Peace,
Seedless

Re-Continuing

So we pull onto the expressway I do my shit, she does hers, eventually it gets to the point about her not being able to hit herself, oh god who are you and why did you do or probably still do drugs.  Accident waiting to happen and he bickering finally got to me and I snapped FINE I will fucking hit you how much dope is in here? Knowing she was going to lie.  High Low who knows, its all a ignorant lifestyle, you breakk morals like your back in 1986 pullin a back spin, break-dancing or some wacked out shit.  So grudgingly a fragment of a nightmare was a waking moment, I rinsed out her rig and cap’d it and by the time I was done I noticed the car lunging forward with speed, what the fuck.  As I turn and look up at her her head is flopped back onto the headrest, she has a slight smirk on her face, which made something click some where, why I dont know but it really didnt matter because the click never occurred, follow me?  GOD , FU*& ME WHAT THE HELL<  ()#% LJAL !!!!!  Wake the fuck up, shaking her and tryoing to get what little consciousness to rise up from her, it wasnt happening as we are now barreling down the highway at 85mph or so.  Thank the lord it was an old school buick with the front seats with no divider except the movable arm rest.  Did I mention this chick for sure outweighed me, so now I have to slide over kick her foot off the gas grab the wheel, watch her, slow down and change 3 lanes and pull over on the shoulder.  At this point I got her back breathing and promtly starting ranting about how she almost killed us and I told you so, blahblahblah…  She is clueless and almost swings the drivers side doors right into open traffic, I puull her across the seat with her giggling, than asking whats so funny.  WHAT THE FUCK?  I jump over and take the wheel it was like an Emergency pit-stop for ER OD victiums, we would have won the race if it happened.  I drove home silently for about 10 minutes while letting what happen sink in on her.  Than I let her have it again.  Never again did I score with that girl [I might have who knows, its all a blur this was probably just somenight mare that took place in a heroin nod in my bed, shrug, smile.  So thats that story, short and to the point not very detailed as I didnt have the strength to write much on the computer these days, there is nothing like a fine pen and some nice paper.

So there was one of my hundreds of skirting death possibly events…  I will try to write about a feeew others soon, till than…

Peace,

SEEDLESS

Sitting around at a friends doing what I do best…  Watchin’ my future TV a nice 51″ inch Pioneer Elite to go with my Elite Reciever, etc.  In a digital world, spinning into pixels.  Typing soon to be riding and listenin to music and slipping in and out of the shadows…  I might be that owl in the tree watching you…  Who?   Who?

I had a Dream…  Witnessed the first African American to be anounced as the Official Presidential Candidate for the United States Of America, and it just so happen to be the the same day that Martin Luther King’s famous speech, the one we all know. Or do we…

OVERGROW

Lightspeed

1000 watt HPS  set in a nice mountianous area, Skunk #5 crossed with Fat Bud [which has been thru 6 generations of growth]

OVERGROW

Peace,

Seedless