Drunken notes
Don't be another brick on the wall.
I come back to this room forgetting , once again, what I wanted to write down. I think it's my curse. I want to tell myself it is my curse, that I forget all my good thoughts. My good thinkings. People tell me I am smarter than what I let on? I think that is bullshit. I am what I am. I am a self thinking introvert to my existence that cannot speak up and tell people the proper things at the proper times what I am properly thinking. Duck that. Duck that. Fuck that.
I also dislike all autocorrect. Auto correct is something to think or perceive and type. Fuck you steve jobs.
Still what was I thinking about, before I took a swig of scotch, the last swig of scotch, before the last swig of the night. I obviously think I have great thoughts. Thoughts that would move mountains but I forget. Forget just like it is another dream I write down. Dream which is real but is not. Have I taken too many drugs in my life? Have I drank to much, killed too many brain cells? Don't care. Worth it. Every action I have done is worth it. Wrong or right it has led myself and everyone around me to this point in time.
My job. All I do is bring people together, broker yet another relationship, broker another fleeting moment together to make a happy momento for someone's brain. That's what I do. I make people happy. I am a giver, a listener, a lover, a I want to do right by the other person because I love them. If you are in my inner circle I love you.
Is that wrong?
I don't give a duck. Fuck.
But I give a duck for the people. I make money for other people which makes
Money for my wife my life my my is. My is is my sparks. She sparks my heart to beat. To beat for something for more than my own. I live for something more than my own self wealth. I will live love and be for her. And my future unborn child. Son. I better have a fucking son. If I have daughters they will haunt me. The shit I have done, my daughters will destroy my soul. Fuck
Future lesson for Jr., who I will name Hank Eldon , after King Henry (She thinks that) , actually King Hank Moody of Californication the man who taught me to "read" more.
Taught me Bukowski
"Don't try"
The famous words of bukowski. Keep on boxing, keep charging. Keep fighting the good fight.
The chariot of life awaits. Your love your
Passion your truinph. Your struggle your stiphe your war. Whether inner or outer. You chariot awaits. I don't know if everyone is different or if everyone is the same. All
That self Help bullshit is is what it is, it is bullshit. You are who you are. Stop listening to everyone and listen to yourself. If you are a prince, you are a prince. Whether or not you have 100billion in oil, or if you are the prince in your own mind. Your are the ducking prince.
I love scotch
Wait a minute i know you, ..... no I don't. I don't remember you or anyone. It doesn't mattter I know what I know. It's small and smart . People wil tell you other wise but it irrelevant
Dig in and holla back
I'm taking a imaginative leap here, I would have tivo'd the shit out of a Hendrix concert.
Well sleep tight and stay strong pony boi
Don't be another brick on the wall.
I come back to this room forgetting , once again, what I wanted to write down. I think it's my curse. I want to tell myself it is my curse, that I forget all my good thoughts. My good thinkings. People tell me I am smarter than what I let on? I think that is bullshit. I am what I am. I am a self thinking introvert to my existence that cannot speak up and tell people the proper things at the proper times what I am properly thinking. Duck that. Duck that. Fuck that.
I also dislike all autocorrect. Auto correct is something to think or perceive and type. Fuck you steve jobs.
Still what was I thinking about, before I took a swig of scotch, the last swig of scotch, before the last swig of the night. I obviously think I have great thoughts. Thoughts that would move mountains but I forget. Forget just like it is another dream I write down. Dream which is real but is not. Have I taken too many drugs in my life? Have I drank to much, killed too many brain cells? Don't care. Worth it. Every action I have done is worth it. Wrong or right it has led myself and everyone around me to this point in time.
My job. All I do is bring people together, broker yet another relationship, broker another fleeting moment together to make a happy momento for someone's brain. That's what I do. I make people happy. I am a giver, a listener, a lover, a I want to do right by the other person because I love them. If you are in my inner circle I love you.
Is that wrong?
I don't give a duck. Fuck.
But I give a duck for the people. I make money for other people which makes
Money for my wife my life my my is. My is is my sparks. She sparks my heart to beat. To beat for something for more than my own. I live for something more than my own self wealth. I will live love and be for her. And my future unborn child. Son. I better have a fucking son. If I have daughters they will haunt me. The shit I have done, my daughters will destroy my soul. Fuck
Future lesson for Jr., who I will name Hank Eldon , after King Henry (She thinks that) , actually King Hank Moody of Californication the man who taught me to "read" more.
Taught me Bukowski
"Don't try"
The famous words of bukowski. Keep on boxing, keep charging. Keep fighting the good fight.
The chariot of life awaits. Your love your
Passion your truinph. Your struggle your stiphe your war. Whether inner or outer. You chariot awaits. I don't know if everyone is different or if everyone is the same. All
That self Help bullshit is is what it is, it is bullshit. You are who you are. Stop listening to everyone and listen to yourself. If you are a prince, you are a prince. Whether or not you have 100billion in oil, or if you are the prince in your own mind. Your are the ducking prince.
I love scotch
Wait a minute i know you, ..... no I don't. I don't remember you or anyone. It doesn't mattter I know what I know. It's small and smart . People wil tell you other wise but it irrelevant
Dig in and holla back
I'm taking a imaginative leap here, I would have tivo'd the shit out of a Hendrix concert.
Well sleep tight and stay strong pony boi