Smoking In Transition

[bogsounds]

These are quotes you liked from things you read from August 2017 to December 4th, 2018.

[bogsounds]

12-4-18 12:16AM

  You are content in this now. You are bound to cum and flesh and bone and hate. And that is alright. There is softness in this too. And you can be soft in this. You’re glad your eyes aren’t what they used to be. You’re thankful that your ears hurt now when it gets cold. You should be. Flannery O’Conner asks god to make her an artist a lot in the prayer journal you’re reading. It would be nice if you could do that while staying true to yourself, but you can’t. Any expectation breeds ego. The closest you can get is asking god to make you what you’re supposed to be. That’s close enough though.

[bogsounds]

12-4-18 12:11AM

I am content in this now. I am bound to cum and flesh and bone and hate. And that is alright. There is softness in this too. And I can be soft in this. I’m glad my eyes aren’t what they used to be. I’m thankful that my ears hurt now when it gets cold. Flannery O’Conner asks god to make her an artist a lot in the prayer journal I’m reading. I wish that I could do that while staying true to myself, but I can’t. Any expectation breeds ego. The closest I can get is asking god to make me what I’m supposed to be. That’s close enough though I suppose.

[bogsounds]

12-3-18

I don’t think I’d recognize it anymore. My abstracted fantasy more real now, than any moment ever was. I’ll live on and it will too-- In the offbeats when the quiet looms.

[bogsounds]

12-3-18 12:19AM

I have had a fantastic day of self discovery and goal setting. Oh how the mediocre have fallen and upon sleeping on the ground for a while, decided to change their behavior. I miss Katherine. I’ll always miss Katherine. I am still haunted by the memory of her singing Cigarettes After Sex to me in bed. It lives in my spine, buried in the marrow among all my long forgotten sins. I decided to rid myself of social media. I done goofed and fell in love with a girl who doesn’t like me. She’s a clout chaser who stays posting and I done stay be refreshing. Time to code switch to introspection. I’m so sick of renunciation after the fact. I’m always giving things up. Perpetually getting back to the basics, the norms of which I’ve never  really established. My fists tend to not clench when I’m alone though, and that’s good enough for me for now.

[bogsounds]

12-2-18

Staying soft, Doomed to a life of premeditated suffering, I will not let myself harden, I will scrutinize my intention, I will not let myself win.

[bogsounds]

08-20-18

It’s nice to feel a part of something, warm and simple and human. Sometimes it’s nice to return to the womb, in the cavernous eyes of half-hearted friends.

[bogsounds]

08-19-18

Nana’s funeral was today.

[bogsounds]

08-18-18

I’d like to drown in cheesecake I think. I want my obituary to read: “His lungs are full of cheese and cake”

[bogsounds]

08-17-18

Every death leaves guilt Under my fingernails and in the corner of my eye. There is never enough to do. There’s never enough to do.

[bogsounds]

08-16-18

I carry my sins, as a marsupial, as a man-- as something spoken, carried as a barnacle on catamaran. An unseen weight in current.

[bogsounds]

08-15-18

A Quiet Life of Contemplation Irreverent solitude; a dance, with something undefined, something liquid and opaque. Not to be trapped. Not to be examined.-- To be surrendered in

[bogsounds]

08-14-18

I need to eat my hands, and chase them with my tongue. I need to be quiet. I need to be neutered, and made whole.

[bogsounds]

08-13-18

Some people can unhinge their jaws. They don’t show it, but they could. I know they can because I can. And there’s nothing inside me unique or good.

[bogsounds]

08-12-18

The liberals are at it again! They’re stealing my guns; being rude to my friends! We need to get back to the old ways. Oh how I miss America’s good old glory days. Oh wow! my good man you are so smart. I was just studying this; a great research I’ve start! We pay attention to these people who’re so comfy on sofa, And don’t get me started on what they say about BOFA. Oh wow yes! A man who speaks the truth! Where is your research? Tell me the good news! I am so sick of these kids! For the love of Jehova! Thank you so much, but one thing, what is BOFA? BOFA DEEZ COMMIE NUTS MOIST BOY

[bogsounds]

08-11-18

I want to be consumed, hear my bones cracking under teeth, or watch myself fistulate to an entity unrestrained, by flesh and bone and cum and hate

I need to be consumed, silent and uncalloused, vibrating and concrete, by the plague in my periphery

[bogsounds]

08-10-18

Grinding my teeth in harmony, with the angry, silent kin of ours, who’s blood boils in the steady rhythm, of the industrial fans  of our homeland Grinding my teeth in harmony, with the vibrating anger on the metro, the palpable discontent beckoning me, somewhere violent and tame