clever

now you know

I wanted to post something kinda un-raveling about someone who is shitting me all over since along time ago
the source of my problem
THE source
i was typing
and i realised i cant write here
+ a whole ton of shit
now you now why i have Djehuty

where the juice's at

i think
therefore
i am

lost in transition

the transition from being lost
and being able to see the light
i was on a telling trip in march to malaysia
took alot of time on my own to filter things through
i think i got like used to stoned in he bathtub
no alcohol
just the heat from the shower
and some loads of fags

i even written this long ass entry for my personal space
and now is a few days to June
and I haven't convey-ed it into a txt file
let alone to Djehuty
I know i'm a shit assed procrastinator
but i didnt know im that bad

i cant remember what i wanna write here in this public domain
i think public writing aint no thing for me
see, i have tons of secrets
and tons of things i cant say aloud
let alone write aloud
i was checking shit out yesterday
when i saw a certain someone
a certain somebui
then it kinda came back a little
but it was all good
all fake
on the hindsight of shit
it was fucking impossible shit

i didnt update this blog often
no much more than Djehuty
whats the idea of blogging?
i told nat i aint no for the idea
about sharing my everyday life with readers
not that i have anything share anyway
not like i opened my own REED SPACE
my own lifestyle company
my own events firm
fuck
i dont even take pictures when i go out

i forgot how they say i was a splendid writer last time
now im writing in spurts
it works for me
no twist no turns
and i have hell lotsa shit in djehuty
dude, it IS stinky ol' fucking shit

and then i went to Europe 2nd time round
the feeling was awesome
its like
my nokia days were just like, last week?
i still recalled the very first day i sleep in europhaus
you see, from god knows when i have been visiting home on weekends
weekdays im either in school
or in camp
so i thought, like, fri catching a fucking flight back to sg
have a dinner
stone in front of tv
sun night fly back to germany
dude that was a good dream
twisted, but good
so back to europe part II
i dropped at zurich sunday morning AFUCKINGAIN
fucking ghost town
walked the bahnhoff strasse
etcetc
but hey
this time i aint no staying no shit hostel aii?
i aint munching on no french loaves this time
and i was kinda blessed to have my good friend with me
a new good friend
a good new friend

speaking of which
i talked to a certain someguy
first up he issued me some law issues
some heads up about 9ht D
(yea you cant google shit now!)
and we talked
about doing our own reed space
boy this dream i thought was dormant
i thought im at most gon do some mini biz shit
but he sparked what is deemed to be
destined shit to me

DESIGN
FASHION
LIFESTYLE
SPACE
EVENTS
BEAUTIFUL
CHICKS ;)

im gonna holla him up when i can
whaddup dan

(yeah fuck you michael
fuck you too cand haha)

so what lies ahead?
i dont even feel like writing here anymore
for my kids?
for my friends?
for my .....
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