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EYE DROPS Prints now available

While I have a variety of designs, of all types, I’m picking a place and starting there.

These can be modified and printed to suit your needs, whether with different color range or onto any media you might need from 4×6 to 13×19 in dimension and from thin paper glossy to cotton canvas thick matte.

Please reach out via Facebook messenger and I’ll be glad to guide you to the best design and media for your needs.

Users use while addicts add

Considering that we’re all consumers

At some level we take in and excrete

Within every moment of existence

That does not mean we’re all users

Users consume without the excretion

Without giving back

Taking is all consuming and drives every decision

Leads every avenue to the same dead end

Well all paths lead to death no matter which turn you take

Yet not all of them have to be made up of taking

Taking choices from other people

Taking their time to make sure that every action

Leads to their perceived benefit

To the point of their using becoming addiction

An addiction that is the only thing

That provides them with the positive feedback

The only neural stimuli that feels like pleasure

Dopamine producing abuse of the people around them

Whether doing so to fill their perceived inner hole with

Drugs

Manipulation

Avoidance

Programming themselves to that these things are the goal their brains seek

Anything to fill that high

To bring themselves to that level that can only be achieved by this imaginary state

A construction designed to override judgment and decision-making

No longer are the cries of their children heard

No longer can they feel their knuckles as their fists find flesh

No longer do they taste the blood after they’ve bitten their tongue in convulsion

No longer do they smell their own shit as they die

Adding to reality only pain, fear and death

Down Size Me

Maybe you just missed it

Maybe you don’t care

But the car is gone

All that’s left are sport utilities

Driving Oxygen down

Global Temps are on the rise

You’ll be riding higher and higher

While truck sales keep going up

You can down size me

Why be so complacent

Where’s your empathy

Your green thumb is black

Environmental hypocrisy

Impact going up

In step with respiratory distress

Takes more energy to drive and drive

You keep buying them up

You can down size me

More mass takes

More energy to move

You really need to use that much space?

No you just want to take it up

You really care about our place?

Take your mask off and show your true face

I know I’ll never get it

I’m just spitting air

Whining about our mass suicide

I should ride a bicycle

On 250 mics of LSD

It’s just a ride just a ride

Our grandchildren’s grandchildren

May have to buy air to survive

Fine, you keep taking up more space

I will continue to choose to down size

Muute

Don’t like my sounds

Don’t like my voice

Here’s a plastic bag

Secure it over your head

You’ll never have to hear my words again

Want some help?

Won’t help me up

Won’t hear me out

Here’s a rubberband

Secure that bag tight

Anything to help you not have to interact with me again

My thoughts have meaning

My expression is not for naught

My feelings are valuable

Your pretending to care then dismissing all that’s me?

Fuck all the way off

Sloppy

Now we rest

Now we dream

Lying beside you

Your eyes wide open

Your clammy skin against mine

Your warmth draining

Your breath faded

It’s finally our time

Appreciation is nothing without

Appreciation is useless without

Appreciation is made up without

Appreciation is imagined without

Appreciation is fantasy without

Appreciation is invented without

Reciprocation

We’ve lain here for hours

Your body growing stiff as I’m

Lying beside you

Your clammy skin against mine

Your warmth has drained

You feel made of ice

The perfect sculpture

Finally silent

The struggle was real

As you fought me off

That tension was great

All of it better when you stopped

Isn’t everything better for you too?

Juicy

Shuf-fl-ing minds to the space be-hind
Fill-ing in the dark-ness there

There's no space
I can't find
Leave no trace
You can't hide

Shuf-fl-ing minds to the space be-hind
Fill-ing in the dark-ness there
Strug-gle in time to the ties that bind
Wil-ling my-self to care

Even if you run
I'll be right be-hind you
No mat-ter your pace
My grit will out-last you

I'm hav-ing some fun
By lea-ving your binds loose
Strug-gle all you like
My grip will just tight-en

Scream-ing all you like
It does-n't real-ly mat-ter
It's just you and me
Go a-head and be fright-ened

I'm hav-ing some fun
By leav-ing your binds loose
Strug-gle all you like
My grip will just tight-en

Even if you run
I'll be right be-hind you
No mat-ter your pace
My grit will out-last you

Go a-head and run

Shuf-fl-ing minds to the space be-hind
Fill-ing in the dark-ness there
Strug-gle in time to the ties that bind
Will-ing my-self up to care

Take what I find to the place that's mine
Leave it with its emp-ty stare
Twist-ing wire to the rhy-thm in mind
Beats muf-fling screams out there

Shuf-fling minds to the space be-hind
Fil-ling in the dark-ness there
Strugg-le in time to the ties that bind
Will-ing my-self up to care

Take what I find to the place that's mine
Leave it with its emp-ty stare
Twist-ing wire to the rhy-thm in mind
Beats muf-fling screams out there

Take what I find to the place that's mine
Fill-ing in the dark-ness there

E-ven if you run
I'll be right be-hind you
No matt-er your pace
My grit will out-last you

I'm ha-ving some fun
By leav-ing your binds loose
Strug-gle all you like
My grip will just tigh-ten

Scream-ing all you like
It does-n't real-ly mat-ter
It's just you and me
Go a-head and be fright-ened

I'm hav-ing some fun
By leav-ing your binds loose
Strug-gle all you like
My grip will just tigh-ten

E-ven if you run
I'll be right be-hind you
No mat-ter your pace
My grit will out-last you

Go a-head and run
I'll be right be-hind you

Creators & Consumers

Let’s Talk about Creators and Consumers.

It’s not hard to picture that everyone is a creator. Not just in the consideration that when we digest food… we create excrement as our bodies dispose of what they cannot use. More in the thought of artistic creation…the manipulation of the energy and mass surrounding us… or whatever you consider the space around us. Reality even.. converting it via creations on a screen, phone, monitor, television, paper, carving wood, crochet… Whatever people look at, listen to, experience with. To become something you’ve pictured within your mind, heard within your inner ear, that distinct flavor you can imagine… That opens another’s mind as it captures their interest. So much so that when they shut their eyes at the end of the night it lingers… Sticks with them inspiring them to create, dream, relax, hate, despise…react. It makes an impact in somebody somewhere in some which way.

Whether that is a positive impact, negative impact, that’s really not here nor there. Not trying to say that it needs to be determined as good, bad or ugly. Leaving the world worse off or better by its existence. More along the lines that In the same case that everyone is creating And that every single person can create. Whether they apply themselves to it or not Or even if they just think about things and just don’t act on the creation… They’re also all consumers. Every. Single. One. Again, not just in the fact that when I shove things in my mouth… I’m consuming. But even when they are watching TV, Listening to music, Reading a book or walking around outside, Observing nature or even other people…

Even people watching is a form of consumption of other people’s interactions and lives And whether you take that in or take that internalization while imagining the conversation across the room, as if you are filling in the words of another’s conversation you’re still consuming. Now still again, If you’re expressing to your friend, Your thoughts on what they might be talking about in that other conversation… Sure you’re consuming and turning it around into creation… Because creation and consumption feed each other In a circle Just like eating and having poop come out. Poop goes into the ground Fertilizes the soil Plants come up We eat or another animal eats the plant and we eat the animal… It’s a cycle Not just Cycle of Life… But you’re also looking at the cycle of creation Cycle of consumption… Decay… Detritus… Diminishment… Capacity loss due to too much consumption of……things?

Kinda might lead to you to where you forget words Or where you were going with things in the first place. And then you end up having to try and go and figure out where you were when you started this whole thing. Blah blah blah information equals power equals money equals time

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Covering If Im Crazy

Tim’s thoughts behind why he covered Amigo the Devil’s “If I’m Crazy”

Since the release of Everything Is Fine, I’ve been hung up on this driving, catchy bass line. Also, for me, the song itself attaches itself to some deeply seated feelings for not just one person, but everyone I care for. Finally, I haven’t been able to stop singing the song. Then once it reaches it’s manic, hysteria fueled peak, I’ve been compelled to scream along, regardless of time or place.