This is "hang gliders" our little beer drinking, check spot of the infamous "sunrise beach.
This day, the surf was absolute shit house. But the beer tasted better than ever !!!
local inspiratrion
captured
Moments lapse as I wait for time
standing still, waiting, what the fuck?
Control yourself you fucked up smuck.
tick'n and a tock'n goes the time.
This reflection that stands so still
a laughter beats hard against this abyss
Wait a minute? there's something that Ive missed
to late now, my coffin has a chill.
Memories collapse, shuffling inner my lids
nothing moves we'll I cant move
grown to quick, trapped in my own groove.
life again flashes by when we were kids.
Aimlessly, arms out, zombie like
sedated, medicated total incontrolable
brain holes, great times so controllable
a smile to the thought that I never piked.
so dash against these walls
show posters to your screenings
so many posters with so many meanings
never we forgot how to crawl.
when time caught up, when we could walk
youth blossomed and flourished
died with the heat in a hurry.
doesn't matter cause we can talk the talk.
past tense and fast futures
lost and found memories
dont walk along this path
dont walk away in silence
without leaving your mark.
Trick r' Treat
Can not wait for the best day of the year.
When we can pretend to be something unreal, something amazing and something dark and twisted.
all depends on your personal preference...
Happy Halloween
This is a new movie coming soooooooooooonnnnnnnnnn.
LOVE
Day in, Day out
I found out about
how hard it's about
but without you
I dont have a clue
whats it all about
Compendium Maleficarum
I have read many many books on the dealings with the devil ( may I add briefly that I have never read anything from that werido "Levay" from the Church of Satan, although I have watched a few interviews with the guy and he really should have been a comedian ? hahah )
Though about 18th century witches is my love, my pain and my curiosity. My love for the understanding of nature, the adaption to the earth, the combination of herbal remedies and the unlimited source of imagination. My pain for the millions and millions that were killed and or tortured to death by the worse means possible, the innocent accusations to anyone that was an outsider, they say the devil worked his magic against the venerable, the people with need : but we all know the devil gave form from the centre of a city, the power of a town. He was the total tosser sending these woman and some men to death by the stake or some ingenious torture device everyday. This is why I cant understand how any woman could ever become involved with christianity, because it was christianity that grew by numbers while all others were being accused and murdered.
But I should stop there, that is not my point to this little story.
But I dare do say, what is wrong with imagination? What was wrong with imagination? How can one or a selected few people decide what is right and what is wrong and then condemn them to certain death.
I am just so glad we have learned from our ancestors cause if we hadn't I wouldnt be as happy as I am today.
Trent Whitehead
Trent Whitehead..
one of me ole mates form the central coast has been loosing his mind.
Life size and out of control..
amazed
cover your ears, then squeeze tight your eyes.
so tight, so you feel warmth run down your face.
loose control, and take a mild seizure
forget what a "feeling" is spose to mean.
find the thump and rest upon its tune.
nothing more, nothing less.
Fade during the day, when a drug cant help
outer voices, not allowed to distract this time
capture the essence, the menaing of being humble
vibrate those nerves, loose them to the peace of silence
a head full of thought can arise.
whats worth to worry about, YOU ARE STILL ALIVE !!
so tight, so you feel warmth run down your face.
loose control, and take a mild seizure
forget what a "feeling" is spose to mean.
find the thump and rest upon its tune.
nothing more, nothing less.
Fade during the day, when a drug cant help
outer voices, not allowed to distract this time
capture the essence, the menaing of being humble
vibrate those nerves, loose them to the peace of silence
a head full of thought can arise.
whats worth to worry about, YOU ARE STILL ALIVE !!
something blue
Have you ever held a knife to your neck
just to pretend
Or maybe just the shine to your wrists
to help you forget
A moment of collapse when the surface is rough
oh the hard times
the pain that kills or so it is to be
why must they all see it as a crime
cause I cry in sin, I dwell in pain
a pain thats not mine
I hold myself, for i don't pretend
There's no one but everyone all at the same time
its a disease I dont want
the problem I dont want to give
and all I have is nothing
cause I have just about everything
but all I see that the others cant
is my death world of make believe
so I'll hold tight and fight the fight
with guns and knives blazing
oh hopping , oh deeply hopping
that I dont complete the ultimate sin
the ultimate crime.
this world for the depressed
is utmost confusing at the best of times.
You follow yourself into a dream as you lay cold on the floor.
Seconds seem like hours, every single sound is heard.
its becoming so hard to track your thoughts
stress has turned into worry.
now your hearts hiccuping in your throat.
sweat falls like tears off the canyons in your body.
and again you try to make your mind wonder.
anywhere but where its at,
you concentrate so hard that your brain starts to hurt.
but you realise as the sun creeps up and dawn is on its way.
the day will help, distraction is my only way.
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