Another crisp day in Burlington, right along the shores of Lake Ontario. Harsh temperatures sitting around -16, -30 with the wind chill. It’s the first real encounter we’ve had with the winter’s bitter edge this year, and if I recall it might be on the tail end of a two KEEP READIN'
It’s 8:24PM as I write this from behind two panes of glass before my eyes. This whole spectacles business is a strange adoption. I’ve gone from mostly human – au natural, shortcomings and all – to and old man in a matter of hours. This morning I woke up without KEEP READIN'
The City of Burlington, Ontario is blanketed, as it continues to snow, and I can’t help but celebrate amidst inclement weather warnings. I celebrate the joys of nature, and how they overthrow the economy of man’s day to day, rendering even the biggest egos into helpless fools, skating around in KEEP READIN'
I can’t reconcile the nature of 2018. I’m not the type of motherfucker who can sit idly while loudmouth idiots start citing their manifestos, broadcasting to countless dependents, begging for something to believe in. There’s nothing. That is all. Our egocentric society has fools by the numbers, lining up like KEEP READIN'
BURLINGTON, ON [dt_divider style=”thick” /] 12:14 – This paper looks depressing. Recycled, dark… Almost like it absorbs light in a similar manner as a filter or sponge. But with an evident threshold, much less than one might expect. Now, full of light, the quality of such generated by the small KEEP READIN'
I’ve been banging my head against the wall trying to climb over a serious writer’s blockade, that I feel like I had inadvertently surrounded myself with. I can’t shake this fucking slug who’s sucking the nutrients and passion out of the crevices of my head meat. The brain folds sucked KEEP READIN'