NOE

this is a blog post with my nose.

Holy crap it worked.

P.E.

I really enjoy physical things.

Running, Jumping, Soccer. I really like PE too, it is fun to do because PE to me is like a free block in school. To some it might seeem like work but when I do PE right after Math or Socials it’s the only time I can really feel truly relaxed. I’m supposed to be doing this and I’m having fun. I suppose that’s what having a job you enjoy feels like.

Fwish

Fwish with a wish.
I’ll eat this dish!
By golly the rain will splish
and splash
and riff
and raff
the rain is dropping like stones
while I eat a dish
made of fish
and tones
of rain
that splish
and splash
could never be more wishy and washy
so riffy, so shiffy so shoffy so lofty so tofty.
Fwish fwish fwish.

I am eating some fish
in the rain.

So.

My mind is moving to and fro thinking one way thinking no.
What it feels is congealed throughout the rows and rows of thought.
Thought thinks like it should like it goes forward and back and looks around and thinks again and thinks for them and thinks for you and thinks and thinks and thinks.
Thinking thinks for itself because thinking is itself and it has come to be that being self-aware is an accomplishment and it’s sick.
Sick that to think for yourself is common and to think for others is nice but to think about doing things yourself for others is an accomplishment, a trait, a feel-good, just a feel-right and a feel for the night.
It spurts out like water from a straw and stays there till the next time it feels.
Feels like never, feels like it should when you feel like you should.
So it should feel normal.

Life

Well, life is full of crap bad things happen and no they aren’t good, they don’t feel good or have any good purpose. They might make good things come out of them, but usually those good things are used to repel said bad thing.

Well, crappy things and shitty things and all the things that are BAD are really just there, like everything, everything is there and the only thing that comes out of bad things is appreciation of everything else. Whether it be good or even normal, bad shit makes it better ’cause bad is bad and normal isn’t bad and good is far from bad. So if you have a crappy time just accept it cause things are crappy because that’s what they are so deal with it.

DEAL WITH IT.

Within You Without You/Tomorrow Never Knows

Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream

It is not dying, it is not dying

We were talking about the space between us all

And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion

Never glimpse the truth, then it’s far too late, when they pass away

We were talking about the love we all could share

When we find it, to try our best to hold it there with our love

With our love, we could save the world, if they only knew

Try to realise it’s all within yourself

No one else can make you change

And to see you’re really only very small.

Haven’t blogged at all and this is a copy paste…

Brisk

I cannot wait, for the cold wind chill to redden my ears and freeze the tip of my nose. With every breath  a nice chill. The hot summer has been prepping me for the winter, I am going to spend a lot of time outside this winter. I just can’t wait for it.

Hamburger Hair

Ever since I’ve had this cold, hair smells like hamburgers, less and less like them the more clear my nostrils are.

It’s sort of nice though, I mean, yum.

Burgers…

Old Worn Out Shoe

Some homework I did half-assed.

This was the case that held my triumphs. When I traveled it caressed my foot and held onto it, my shoe.
Now, it deteriorated into a warped mess. The laces dusty, the sole ripping further and further down unto the arch.
It smelt of my deminishing sweat, absorbed into the upholstry of the linings and leaving a permanent moistness that
disgusted the crudest of people. I flashed back to my first class in gym, all the compliments I recieved; “Cool shoes, bro!”
Nowadays I get the oppisite, “Nasty shoes, bro!” Opinions changing based just on the looks of my foot protecting
gear. It was all for naught though, I wasn’t going to switch my shoes, not even my shoes, my FEET based on
others thoughts. It was then I slid my foot into the comfortable and familier outline that I had pressed into the sole
long ago and wore them yet again. Just one more time, for now.

…

Shiliquentils.

Funsrhawstiff.

Posktalipiptty.

Boninainmeni.

Sinchainsurplswer.

Bunghadsqurt.

Gibberish…