this might be about tears in heaven or aiming for heaven and winding up in hell

i've learned the joy of losing

did i mess up or did this come to me?

seems like i can't tell you any new things.

internet writing expands in some strange way like a fungus maybe

no like money, or my dirtiness into my clothes

the place where this is contains itself and some other thing

it is the hardest way to expand on the internet

oh well... god this is hard 

god is hard like a brick

there are too many specifics

science is less useful i guess

heated air is rising and inflating my iran jersey

hung a picture drawing of revis on my wall

and i saw gene ween last week, thought he killed it

and the 'we must protect this house' 'this house is protected' 'you are safe in this house' thing was beautiful

does clapton's 'tears in heaven' really rectify him from the things he's done?

is intentionally a redemptive  song even though it's really a mournful song? 

probably not but i've never thought of it as anything 

an attempt... it just seemed to be part of clapton, like chiseled into him

miss the OTB. it's gone now.

i didn't miss it when it was here and i didn't go to it

haven't been deconstructing myself like in what's happening here maybe

guess i've been too busy for that

kinda miss that too though

don't know what you got till it's gone

o shit another barbecue