Just got back from Niagra Falls vacation. Went to see the Modigliani exhibit at the Albright Knox Museum. It's funny how much more attention someone will pay to something if they've paid money to see it. I've never seen so many goatees and berets in my life. The AK has a Duchamp, though ("Why Don't You Sneeze..." or something like that). I was happy about that.

I've got a few things to say...
1) I LOVE not celebrating Christmas. Hahaha, suckers! Don't be a corporate slave. buynothing!
2) All my energy is artificial. Instead of sleep and food, my veins are flowing with caffene and ginseng. I'm sorry. I just can't get to sleep.
3) Know what? Sunday was great, despite locking my keys in the car. Thanks to the homeless dude that hung out with me and you know who you are.
4) Not sure if I mentioned it before but Hope and Fear is really good. I saw him play at the Against Me show. Check him out if you get the chance. Also, City of Caterpillar was mad chill on Sunday. I love detournment.
5) a new poem...

*Teetering Around 4*

Light the flaxen wick with the passionate fire that burns deep inside you
I've seen it before
You can be quite beauiful when you need to be
As if the butterfly has landed softly on yr cold nose and struggles to decide where her wings will take her next

The light switch on the wall
Metaphysical objects that make more than sense
The one thing God can't do in Her dreams is adjust light levels
In our dreams we are gods
Is it true that thw whole world and everything in it is a metaphor for something else?

Why am I afraid when I realize I'm dream?
Is it because I fear what monsters I might conjure from deep within my convoluted sub-consciousness?
Standing like a statue on the crest of a wave
Marvel in marble
Not just being, but becomming

This is where fear and alienation meet
The disgusting corners of the mind
Where the winds of consciousness have swept dusty memories