N3VR0D1V3RG3NC3 DV3 T0...

neurodivergence due to 
overexposure to things 
which were best left not fucked with 

34CH G3N3R4T10N 4DDS FR3SH...

each generation adds fresh

balance to our collective

human chemistry on Earth

1NT3RN4L M1ND CH3M1STRY...

internal mind chemistry

momentarily gettin'

recalibrated while ghost

SONG OF THE DAY: Turtle Van

IT’S FRIDAY AND WARM AND MY SEROTONIN FEELIN’ RIGHT AND THE REVOLUTION STILL WON’T BE TELEVISED NOT EVEN ON TINY HANDHELD SCREENS, AND EVEN THOUGH THE WORLD IS FALLING APART IT’S NOT REALLY FALLING APART, JUST LAST GASPS OF EMPIRE WHICH MIGHT TAKE 2 YEARS MIGHT TAKE 20, HARD TO KNOW. BUT YA GOTTA STAY RIGHT, BE HYPE NOT DOWN, GET YOUR BRAIN CHEMISTRY RIGHT, KEEP PEP TO YOUR HEART, FIGHTING THESE DEVILS MEANS FEELING GOOD WHEN THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO SOMETIMES, PUMP THAT MUSIC WITH THE WINDOWS OPEN, SIT ON THE STOOP OUTSIDE, SAY “what’s up brother” TO THAT DUDE WALKING PAST, MAKE DISARMING PLEASANT EYE CONTACT WITH THAT WOMAN WITHOUT FORCING CONVERSATION ON HER, JUST BE A FUCKIN’ RIPPLE OF POSITIVE CHANGE ON THIS CROOKED ASS EARTH, Y’ALL.

For me personally, Stalley helps, at least today. Turtle Van to cross Turtle Island aka Abya Yala aka the Americas. Make 'em great again like the 1300s.

L1F3 F33L1NG M0R3 L1K3 BLVR TH4N...

life feeling more like blur than

ever before, not enough

time, not enough endorphins

S04K1NG R41LR04D SP1K3S 1N C0K3...

soaking railroad spikes in Coke

so the phosphoric acid

cleans them up before carving

CH3MTR41LS 4ND CH4NG1NG C0L0RS...

chemtrails and changing colors,

human man with preconceived

notions of stability

L0ST 1N TH3 T00 D3V3L0P3D...

lost in the too developed

weeds yet again, dopamine

levels dangerously low

TRVNK FVLL 0F P3NNSYLV4N14...

trunk full of Pennsylvania

fireworks, bound to blow off some

Virginia middle fingers

D3PL3T3D SP1R1T L34KS THR0VGH...

depleted spirit leaks through

hacked stream of consciousness, plus

no fresh serotonin flows

TOP TEN MANUFACTURED FOG CHEMISTRIES COLLATING DOOM IN COLLECTIVE MANIFESTATION

manufactured fog
becoming thicker to where
unable to think#haiku#rojonekku#ChiefBromdenWasRight pic.twitter.com/1ao9ylSasT

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

my forgetfulness
growing because fog eats up
too much grey matter#haiku#rojonekku#WilliamBCooperWasRight pic.twitter.com/BaGx1LiIPS

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

is this just aging?
it this something sinister?
am I doomed? (of course)#haiku#rojonekku#TheUltimateWarriorWasRight pic.twitter.com/VymGmBYCuX

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

never felt stupid
but that shit's exactly how
stupidity works#haiku#rojonekku#OliverSacksWasRight pic.twitter.com/ChF0wY2IZi

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

this stupidity
feels manufactured outside
outsourced dementia#haiku#rojonekku#TedKaczynskiWasRight pic.twitter.com/FnGEzoG9hY

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

omega-3 poor
combined with aluminum
pores - evolution#haiku#rojonekku#TerrenceMcKennaWasRight pic.twitter.com/gv1Z7ETl2P

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

false worlds encourage
stupid fear and reaction
encourage end times#haiku#rojonekku#SiddharthaGautamaWasRight pic.twitter.com/tdaIGZkfos

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

greatest trick devil
ever played was New! Improved!
trick the devil played#haiku#rojonekku#VerbalKintWasRight pic.twitter.com/0m3uS42NRq

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

constantly changing
composition of the fog's
chemical balance#haiku#rojonekku#ChiefBromdenWasRight pic.twitter.com/dy8St1IUoc

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

unable to think
unable to dream or sleep
unable to life#haiku#rojonekku#TedKaczynskiWasRight pic.twitter.com/DLswvn5BGX

— JVST DIRT-GOD oxoxo (@rojonekku) May 30, 2017

#1: manufactured fog/becoming thicker to where/unable to think

#2: my forgetfulness/growing because fog eats up/too much grey matter

#3: is this just aging?/is this something sinister?/am I doomed? (of course)

#4: never felt stupid/but that shit's exactly how/stupidity works

#5: this stupidity/feels manufactured outside/outsourced dementia

#6: omega-3 poor/combined with aluminum/pores - evolution

#7: false worlds encourage/stupid fear and reaction/encourage end times

#8: greatest trick devil/ever played was New! Improved!/trick the devil played

#9: constantly changing/composition of the fog's/chemical balance

#10: unable to think/unable to dream or sleep/unable to life

P0L3 1N MY B4CKY4RD TR4NSM1TS...

pole in my backyard transmits

self-pollution sorcery
into home (and also heart)

rust's Earth-based jihad against

manufactured shine, each flake

reclaiming in Gaia’s name

my favorite video

game is slow rot of poisoned

by man forests, no cheat codes

complex human chemistry

becomes unbalanced, on edge;

I sit here thinking “nothing”

mostly post-people toxic

earth re-alkalizing like

reverse balkanization

wire and rebar grow rusted

together as time's syrup

oxidization takes hold

middleweight world champion, 

little space dirt challenging 

mental place worth channeling

freestyle sonnet #043: UPON READING THE PHRASE "METH MAKERSPACES"

Amphetamine makerspaces - hacking pieces
of commercial chemical make-ups together
in artisanal lab'ratory releases -
brand new high, spiking real life's dead end grey weather

with crystal visions, wide eyes see all so clearly,
although goodwill couches pushed against front (side) door
perhaps suggest paranoia; I've sincerely
appreciated meth-triggered adrenal war

against "reality" at times in life, but my
psychology is fractured at best - fragmented shards
of cracked windows, wild highs, depressing lows, pigsty
existence wasting away in secondhand yards.

Artisanal In-Real-Lifes: manufacturing
momentary whole highs while world keeps fracturing.

finally, the second green

floodlight backyard party bulb

burned out, so now they’re yellow