FLY BLOG POSTS

  • E is for End of the football season.

    Freestyles for the sake of crillick for lick Anita tongue bung lung twisted tales carn’t stop me, spillin til dawn till i yawn and lie back with my head on the ege of the bed – dreamin – stargates cogs and spiral galaxy travel – woundead whorlds like cream stirred with sugar in my coffee…

  • P is for Pickapen: write a pickled peppoem in my YOUTH

    WINDOWS OF MY YOUTH by Steve ‘Fly Agaric 23’ Pratt. 2005. California. USA/ Eye see youth’ glass of tyme, slowly meltinginto new forms Glass being transparent, like mytongue thats apparent, how not to be impressed, upon this window –my nose smushed up against the payne. I see children playing, lungs full of fresh airsky blue…

  • Acrillic Figa

    Today im gonna look for a face lift. Steven James Pratt

  • Acrillic Figa

    Acrillic Figa [starts rolling the next joint]….a lot of timespace has passed since i last posted. Reading Alan Watts has been difficult and testing. Although in some sense he holds the Kryptonite, the antitdote to our “media monster word virus run wild in the western lands” )+()_()+( [takes a swig of red nectar beer, pulls…

  • wu-wei – knowing when to stop.

    I must confess that Alan watts gets to the marrow of life, at least this morning he got into my marrow when i read the following: “Tao was always nameless…Inasmuch as names are given, one should also know where to stop.Knowing where to stop one can become imperishable. This “knowing where to stop” is more…