I am broken

Not like a glass thrown against a wall, or a heart smashed against a step. But more like a horse that was wild turned tame.

I see that I want to be ridden. I want to be worked. I was to be bridled not as a slave or as a prisoner but an entity in a symbiotic relationship.

I want to be the anenome protecting the fish that swim in my person. I want to look to the surface and know that up there I would die and my partners aren't stupid enough to follow me.

I am poisoned at the moment so the fish have left at first I thought "go to the surface that will show everyone how you feel". But I realized that was my distructive behaviour trying to get the best of me. I flushed my poison. I sat in my sickness and looked at the floor for hours. Noticing stains I never have before. I wonder is that blood? No it is likely jam dropped by the people who make my house a home.

I returned to the sea to realize that I had in fact lost my home. I still have my house but it is empty.

Even my dog didn't care I was home.

I will fight for what I believe in. What I know is real. What I know is right. I will wear a ring on my finger with pride and I will be me over and over and over again. I am not such a bad guy I have tonnes of potential. Even if no one has faith in me at least I do. Thats all I can say

The crowhawk

The hair be gone, thy will be done. On earth as it is in heaven.

Look what I made

I have almost invented something. I am not sure what to call it. I am not sure how it works as I haven’t written the instruction booklet. I don’t really read them anyways. I will probably just figure it out.

The packaging is up in the air. As I am not sure how big it will be.

I know for sure that it will come wrapped in plastic bags. They will say “Bags are not toys”.

I know this so it seems a moot point but I need to include it for law.

On a side note bags make wonderful hats. And water resistant neckerchiefs for that matter.

I want to for surely use that indestructible plastic that smells of rubbers. Oh yeah and those twist ties that are pretty much the best twist ties ever. I think I will include extras so that people can take the lunches to work using them.

I need to come up with a catchy tag line like “The future is now” or “Got milk?”

My first attempt is a keeper I think: “My future is Got that?”

What do you think?

Does anybody know a good manufacturing company? They need to be overseas and employ mostly tweens. They still have littler fingers but there is always a slow big guy who can help with heavy lifting. I will send them Christmas cards with Candy canes scotch taped to them. They will all sing a remix of Dancing queen.

I am going to rule the world. What is the number of the patent place?

I smashed my skull

I am at it again. As the pavement dries, and the stir crazies begin, I got out on my board. Well not my board, but mine for now.

That reminds me that one of my board brothers (who has been MIA in Thailand for a couple months) is returning in the near future.

The sun is shining the shoes are stinky and I am ready to run.

Digi, how close are you to uninjured and ready?

Finally thats over

Xmas and NewYears gone again for good. No hard feelings here. This one was ridiculous. No more I say no more.

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Well Duuuhh.

I heard it in the mall a couple days ago it is making a resurgence. Possibly due to "Drawn Together"

It makes me think. If these things become cliche and then go into the bin. Then get a resurgence. Are they even more cliche and therefore making it stupid that it was binned in the first place.