On the 10 March 2017 I asked my registrar about stopping psychiatric medication after 20 years plus and near fatal side effects. Much like a Minkowski Space a pill is preceded by an array of states over time. Once popped,… Continue reading

Going out at midnight after listening to Khatchaturian’s Masquerade Waltz my visual field took on the grain of a uranium Europe. Sitting under halogen lights my field of vision as grain alluded me to a patrician Europe too. Doric columnar… Continue reading

Insomnia or Circadian subset b (diverse, self-generated) Clinical disorganisation. Peripheral episodic dissociation (second voice, alter-identity) Hypersexual. Referentialism and that’s where vulnerability meets intervention. If I can negotiate these states and covariance in a multistable way extricating from medical model vectors… Continue reading

A mysterious ray makes home in your hair Dark blue night and sharp golden stars Needlepoint A pour ‘longside yr follicles I a transmission of moon draw I snort and spit Snooze froze Freeze shy As refrigidaire ice Minimum sabula… Continue reading

(response to apparent hologram imagedescending numerous times over my shut laptop) A continuity of sthma, circular breathing is clone cline of spiral chalec of one (pronounced own) windjackal as caravel the marine spray as shoes on hot asphalt blue egg… Continue reading

I just want to be loved ______________________ My body is burgundy blaze ___________________________ (Music interrupts this scribing simultaneously) _____________________________________________ Rerail: Signal on “I need cool air” _________________________________ Bed communism, the salt and thermocline ___________________________________________ Here the music starts announced partitura… Continue reading

I don’t speak of myself using a second or third person narrative. When my heard voices do it it, the decentring will muddy the waters of stable apperception.  If this experience is subsumable as substance then in a ploy for… Continue reading

[       ] Sat down and seeing. This light in this room. Reminiscent of something unexperienced. An acquaintance in an art gallery. Same optical granularity of light. The alluded doesn’t exist. It’s dark night outside the gallery. This index… Continue reading

This time I will delace loosen b&w imprint under heavy moon belly full white sharp host bright but massive Letting the halo go to my head though no dear letter to cities or art history in quarto books. The water… Continue reading

It’s said that you can never know the one you are in loving relationship with. A profound and correct point but has research come to this sacrifice? In a day I can write all the thoughts I have and note… Continue reading