Sunday, October 6, 2013

ain't nothing the spirit can't do


ain't nothing the spirit can't do
ain't nothing the spirit can't do
ain't nothing the spirit can't do
'cept be the spirit inside of you, uh huh...

ain't nothing the spirit can't say
ain't nothing the spirit can't say
ain't nothing the spirit can't say
'cept let your heart have the right-of-way, uh huh...

ain't nothing that the spirit can't know
ain't nothing that the spirit can't know
ain't nothing that the spirit can't know
higher than the sky above
lower that the earth below, uh huh

ain't nothing the spirit can't do
ain't nothing the spirit can't do
ain't nothing the spirit can't do
'cept be the spirit inside of you, uh huh...


Saturday, October 5, 2013

chorus or bridge


my Savior, grant me mercy
sweet Jesus, hear my cry
this is how I live my life
this is how I'll die


Nothing feels as great as doing it after a long time of not doing it


So I bought some weed from a friend from the coffeehouse today, and it feels great. Nothing feels as great as doing it after a long time of not doing it, you know? Plus I've been so fuckin' stressed and worried and it's been just great, man. 

Good for you, farmboy. Congratulations. You've earned it.

How have I earned it?

You made it through a difficult week after a difficult month after a difficult summer. There's a lot of tension and frustration in your life. That's not easy on you, mentally or physically.

Fuckin' tell me about it, man.

But right now you're feeling pretty good, right?

I am. Feeling good seems to be so rare these days. It's nice to know what it feels like.

You know, it's really too fuckin' bad that weed is still illegal. I mean, you go to the doctor and he'll prescribe you addicting stuff like Lorazepam, no fuckin' problem. Unless, of course, you have my doctor, who won't prescribe me stuff like that.

But, anyway, it's so fuckin' nice to have a night like this. I'll play guitar, I'll read. Maybe I'll watch a movie on Netflix, I don't know. But, whatever, it'll be just fine.


Friday, October 4, 2013

this is self-pity


I worked hard all week
I deserve marijuana
but I don't have it

instead I am bored
also tired and depressed
sad and discouraged

just another day
just one more disappointment
like the day before

this is self-pity
I know it's not good for me
but that's how I feel

I am sorry


Thursday, October 3, 2013

Compassion helps


I don't know what I'm gonna do, man. It's the fuckin' money problems again. I'm trying not to worry but I can't fuckin' help it. I'm tired and I'm depressed and there's no weed and I hate my fuckin' life. 

I'm sorry about everything, farmboy.

Thanks, man. It helps. Compassion helps. Unfortunately, compassion is in short supply these days.


Wednesday, October 2, 2013

this is how I live my life


this is how I live my life
this is what I do
I get up every morning
and I work the whole day through
facing my existence
in a job that I despise
this is how I live my life
this is how I'll die

I have made many mistakes
but the biggest one of all
was learning how to walk
before I could fall
back when the world was young
back when I could still cry
this is how I live my life
this is how I'll die


Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Tired of being conscious


Not much to say, man. It's the same old stuff. I'm out of weed, I hate my job, I'm tired, I'm having money problems, life fuckin' sucks. Blah blah fuckin' blah. What I need is to sleep. I'm tired of being conscious.

I understand, farmboy. Why don't you just do what's needed and then go to bed and start fresh in the morning.

I can do that?

You tell me.

That's what I'm doing. Have a good night, man.