Wednesday, 28 November 2012

Day Seven Hundred and Thirty Three

Day seven hundred and thirty three..


A gauntlet of dark Turkish hair flows
across a vast landscape of cracked flesh,
painted with a thick pattern of elevated
green veins..

The skin that encases this rich European mosaic
of flesh and Ottoman bones is damaged,
clearly struggling to clothe the four shards
of disfigured bone that mark its peak..

Years of chemically altered water and poor
maintenance have taken its toll on skin
that once painted a portrait of laziness and
a lack of work ethic..

Shards of lightning fast brain signals shoot
as a rotation is motioned, unveiling a shiny
plateau of rubber-like flesh that bulges,
vainly trying to alert the owner to damage
and a need to rest..

Four skeletal growths protrude from this
damaged mass of swollen flesh and burn marks,
each one more malnourished than the next,
sporting a vast array of tribal markings and
signs of distress..

:/

Incase you are wondering..


Today i did three hundred and thirty pull-ups.

Yes.

An it was NOT easy..


One of my brothers
has extremely old looking hands.

It gives the impression that in his
forty-odd years of wondering the globe he has experienced a lot in his lifetime,
so if mine appear a little damaged it's of no great concern to me anymore.

Wherever i go and whatever i do with
the rest of my life it will remind me of my
brother and how much he helped me.

Without him the transition from a portly twenty five year old..


To the man i am today..


May have never happened..

Monday, 26 November 2012

During Ping Pong

An angry toothless man.

He stands alone..

Covered in sweat..

"Im'a BUS' yo ass!!"

He extends a dirty finger in a pointing fashion..

"AN YOU!!"


"Im'a bus' YO asshole WIDE open!!"


"We experience joy in forming the intention to be generous;
we experience joy in the actual act of giving something;
and we experience joy in remembering the fact that we have given" - The Buddha

Saturday, 24 November 2012

You cut the bitch out already?


I'm sipping my morning coffee.

It's a Sunday and I'm flicking through
the Village Voice newspaper..


On the back page..
A big advert for American Apparel.

It has a very promiscuous looking young lady
draped across what looks like a teachers desk.

She is wearing a flannel shirt..

A denim short skirt..

An *those* thigh-high joints..


It made me smile..


"To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people
and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics
and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty,
to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better,
whether by a healthy child a garden, or a redeemed social condition;
to know even one life has breathed easier because you have live.
This is to have succeeded." - Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thursday, 22 November 2012

I usually figure it out eventually

Use your blessings to remind you
of why you should be patient.

:)

You can apply this to many
different situations and scenarios..


Think of all the things you have going on in your life.

Those moments in your day that are peaceful,
or perhaps those times that give you a little excitement.

From that first coffee and cigarette in the morning
to a ten minute lunch break with that much needed
cup of tea..

Little bits and pieces get us through each day,
as life is so fast we don't really acknowledge them as
anything but a part of a daily routine but take a bit of
time to think about how much enjoyment they bring you.

A couple of minutes in your day,
maybe a phone call you made to someone who sounded
happy to hear from your voice and made you laugh,
smile or simply brought a bit of comfort to your day.

If the time was taken to jot down each little piece,
from the simple fact of opening your eyes each morning,
to that warm feeling of knowing there's someone out there
who might take a moment of their day to think of you,
even just a warm ride on the train home to a cooked meal
or the availability of picking up a phone an ordering a curry..

Anything..

No matter who you are in this world,
how much bread you've stacked or what you're doing with your life,
there is always someone out there who would trade places with you
in a heartbeat..

Someone who would LITERALLY
chop their arm off for your problems.

(I met someone who offered to do this who had 25 years to do..I declined..)

When we lose patience in any given circumstance,
i think it is down to us feeling that we have been violated,
like some injustice is currently being done towards us as we
should be experiencing or deserve our wish, want or request
to be fulfilled now rather than later on down the line.

This wish could be anything from a decision being made in
our favour, to a change or circumstance, even just a person
reaction towards us in a certain way that we do not
find pleasurable..

Taking a step back i have to ask myself,
who am i to dictate how that person should behave
towards me?

That they should hold the same views and ideas as me,
culminating as making similar decisions to me?

To expect or perhaps even demand that my satisfaction
is met at the cost of another mans obedience to my rules
instead of his or his ideals and thoughts being put on the
back burner seems kind of retard when i think about it..

Why WOULD he react how I'd like him to?

He's not.

So it's best to simply expect that from the get-go,
no matter whether i view it as right or wrong it doesn't
make any sense to let another's reactions to any given
circumstance effect the way i feel or behave..

It's best to just accept it and concentrate on my OWN actions
and responses rather than concern myself with mysteriously vague and
more often than not completely incoherent and unpredictable behavioue
of the next man.

:)

Life is very short.

A lot of the time it can seem very complex..

(at least we MAKE it complex)

No need to at to it.

When i remind myself of all the positive things that i DO have in
my life it helps to ground me and avoid growing frustrated and
impatient with external circumstances, particularly things i have
no control over and really shouldn't desire control over..

Thinking about the good things i am blessed to have and
experience on a daily basis gives me perspective on whatever
situation i am in and how important it really is..

Building gratitude towards the life you have been given
can only be a good thing, if i can manage to feel content with
my existence while i am in here, that should help me in the future
when it's finally time to leave incarceration behind and come home.


"The first thing we can do is avoid self-condemnation or
the condemnation of those we perceive to be most responsible
for guiding us down the wrong path. Most of them did not mislead
us through malice, but because they, themselves, were misled.
 Over many lives we are all responsible for the misunderstandings
and lost spiritual truths of reincarnation, karma, the energy-system,
and a non-judgemental God. We should be seeking solutions,
not scapegoats." - David Icke

Monday, 19 November 2012

Show him your titties

I want to sleep.

I'm being prevented from doing this by a room full of idiots.

Who are NOT funny.

"Yo dog!"

.....

"YO DOG!!"

....

"How you gonna violate Timdog like that? The n****r's tryin'a sleep"

"Nah..Wakin' up to a room full'a black-ass n****r's,
he just glad n****r's ain't TAKIN' that pink hairy ass!!"

...

"Right Timdog?!"

:/

"YOU GOT A FUCKIN' ASSHOLE ON YOUR FACE AN A BIG PUSSY IN YOUR DRAWS"


"know how to make use of stupidity: The wisest man plays this card at times.
There are occasions when the highest wisdom consists in appearing not to know-
you must not be ignorant but capable of playing it. It is not much good being wise
among fools and sane among lunatics. He who poses as a fool is not a fool.
 The best way to be well received by all is to clothe yourself in the skin
of the dumbest of brutes" - Baltasar Gracian

Saturday, 17 November 2012

Bless..

I'm sitting by the window..

No store in two weeks..

This means the only thing i have to eat with
my cup of sugarless coffee is a pack of
brown dry Bran Flakes..

It has some big writing of the front of the pack.

"Helps to improve your digestive system"

I think this means I'm going to take
a big shit tomorrow..

Should be fun!!

:D

Staring out into a cold afternoon in New York City..

Far away in one of the opposite buildings..

I see a woman standing in front of her window.

"She doin' anythin' freaky?!"

She is an elderly woman.

"she MIGHT put a dick in her mouth.."

Possibly in her sixties or mid seventies.

"N****r..just cos' she OLD don't mean she COLD Motherfucker!!"

She looks well dressed.

"You think JOAN COLLINS don't know her way 'round a DICK!?"

Possibly someone's grandmother.

"Dog..bitches like that was CLOWNIN' n****rs in the 70's!!"


With a graceful swing of a bingo wing..

Curtains close.


"If we define our self-image in terms of what we used to look like or
in terms of what we used to be able to do and can't do now, it is a pretty
safe bet that we won't grow happier as we grow older. Sometimes, the more
we try to hold on the more grotesque and distorted life becomes." - Howard C. Cutler