Still playing catch up at current and on this occasion with a superb work created by God’s Flesh duo Amara Por Dios and Flesh031 on one of the Tube trains which adorn the rooftop of the Village Underground night club in Shoreditch, made some five or so weeks back. Always a pleasure to see this […]
via Gods Flesh Paint The Village Underground Roof — London Calling Blog
You ever wonder if this is all a little too right?
Or a little too wrong?
If life was previously scripted?
Would that explain the mystic?
Or am i being superstitious that god would hold me like he’s superficial.
Haunted taunted and flaunted; fraud, a masquerade ; a facade ascertained:
Such… Immense Pain
From the darkness of which I abide; just simply trying to hide
From everything.
Wondering if life is a cruel joke and I’m the punchline…
I’m just indulging you in my psychotic life enduced paranoia
Pretend your me for just a moment
Everything I’ve ever done and seen and been did a god condone it?
I have extremed hightened senses that might implement the actions of a lunatic
A full moon is lit and the night is luminous
You must be new to this…
Welcome to a place where you’re not afraid to die because if you don’t die you’re afraid they’ll die because we all came here to die.
No lie.
I haven’t slept in days; its been about a week and I’m a subject of 21st century ways
How unnatural is this age
It can make anybody crazy
Maybe?
-Nina
“In zazen, leave your front door and your back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don’t serve them tea.”
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