THE TYPEWRITER PROJECT
do less... t think less
loose yourself ...
the brick is small, but it build awall
can
take a brick away and wall will fall
letter to Luca
dear Luka, sorry foro misspelling your name
i like your curly hair
would You dancwe with me?
loose youself , don't play the game there is gain there is no pain
coz all you gain is already ....... top secret
Sorry :( Dear LADIES OF NEW YORK CITY
Please reply to text msgs even if you dont want to
be straight, dont play the game
its carmic ! it comes back
sencirely
every misarable guy in the city
full stop dear sasha,
thank you for your message.
i want to let you know you may have spelled a few words wrong
as a american boy maybe of i can helping you
kaarmic sincerely miserable
sincerely mr curly hair goodbye prince
ron bass poemif all the world were young and and shepards tongur If all the worlf and love were young
and truth in every shepard's tongue
These pretty plessures might me move
To live with thee and by thy love
Sono and Lori walking in the park. Two friends without end.
Spinning through time together.
what will I write? Just be happy and so what you love love life lets be again. enjoy the journey. go somewhere you have never been before. the greatest lessons are learned when you least expect them. stay positive
THE the wind is pachamama,s breath and the water, her tearswhen the earth quakes, pacha,s face shakes
must be kind to our motherfor we have but one
father sun brings but powerful rays
while mother with flowing milk calls upon moon for its nurturing taste
will you judge me, what i write when that types is gravel in a brass bowl collecting dust on another somebody's mantle?
Or is what types just a ghost piloting meat through the
emptiness of somethingness we can see and feel.
That dog sure don't give a shit.
Give me a treat. Hey! Hey! I wan another one. Hey! Poop.
A charming legend lives in parisduring the waxing of the moon
that eiffel's lights are far the fairest
and outshine the claire de lune over paris
but in the sultry heat of june
gibbous wanes away the crescent
and even eiffel beholds the moon
like a present
gone too soon
i have to say goodbye to you again today like i have too many times like weve had to so many times already. you say its only special bc it ens(ends). and youre right. but that doesn't stop me from not wanting it to end.. so what then? just that i love you. i have from the beginning and know, as much as i can know anything, that i always will. so thank you.for being you.
I Remembered the dreamThe mist on the screenThe Vagueness that Vagrants push Piano Knows Just what I Mean
Black Moths are collecting
Slopes of the Geographical Echo Something is eating away at the Page
and then when the ribbon steps on in
to create silence ; the violent pull
of eddys and streams a void becomes null Not Like I Know how it feels to be really scared
the hair on the back of my neck in check
tumultuous continuous breathing in depression has found its match in inability to care
tri-tone buildings break my way each day
and I know that the signs do absolutely nothing but gloat
of the choak that they give,the normalcy archeoligical dig
the forest within dances in fleeting orange light
tonight every color comes out I doubt if there can be anything else
That can dampen the pleasingly accesible hell
the shaded hang out haunt of introversion
HEART HEARTBEAT POUND LIKE FEATI FEEL AND MOVEMENT SWEEPS
POUND TAP POUND TAP STREET
I HEAR YOU BEYOND CITY CONCRETE
GOD MAN BEAT MOVE BEAT
THE RHYTHYM WITH ME ALL AROUND
NEVER KNEW ANYTHING COULD BE
LOUDER THAN THESE NOISY STREETS
because people refuse to have honest conversations about human sexuality, the result is generations of people brought up suffering sexual abuse at the hands of people who miight not have become abusers had they been able to talk, learn, and change the way we see ourselves sexually. i hope i dont get aids because it is not necessary in this day and age. if people become educated and have a place to have honest discourses about things like this i will be less fearfull of sex,of my partners, people in general, and of myself. $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$___sincerely, robofoxusa"w
i am so old i remember using these machines and taking a typing class when i was in high schol ooops i spelled that wrong guess i should have studied.boobs ^^^ (.Y.)
Summer in the LES has been something special so far. Can;t wait to see Whart is coming up next. I have already been gaining more inspiration by the day . I have so many new writing ideas percolating i n my head, I have a very strong feeling that my writers block is coming to an end. Through trials and tribulations can we truly become the artists we were meant to be completely devoid of ego nor agenda, but rather passionate for the material. New York City is truly the best city in the world.
Dear AliceJust a quick note
To say that I still wonder
How someone as special as you
Can exist Just a quick note,
Like the songs you sing
That echo in my head all day
While I drift through
Carried by small shifts in the wind Just a quick note,
To say
I love you -Yours truly