How to cope

Jimmy and johnny were punkrockers
And bike rockers
But jimmy was gone too soon
Found his way to the grave
With a needle and a spoon
They both met a couple years out of high school
On the streets they were running fools
Chasing girls
Ignoring the traffic lights
Skating and rocking
Drugging and blackout fights
They thought it was a story
That would go on forever
Until the day
That the streets screamed never
Jimmy and johnny
Were rebel boys
And rabble rousers
Safety pins
In eyebrows
And noses
Tattoos of
Skulls girls and roses

GIVE

It should come across as obvious that if you're a parent with a child who has neurological issues, those issues are only ignored to that child's peril. Thinking that they will simply "grow out of it" is unfair. If you didn't want the responsibility that came with parenting you might have thought about that before giving birth, and if necessary aborted the child, or given him or her up for adoption once you realized you would not be fit to provide for their needs.
Neglect may be glossed over by the parent, but the child rarely forgets. It grows into resentment, which is particularly difficult when the parent is loving, because it then becomes internalized as guilt. Sometimes children with altogether unloving parents have a simpler time in life because they are able to tell their folks to fuck off. However, if you have a combination of loving/ good natured folks who were slightly careless in raising you, it merely gives you the feeling that you are your own parent now, and you must play a slow and clumbsy game of catchup, all the while never admitting your feelings to the elders that let you down.

Modern Artists Manifesto

There will be a trend of musicians peeking later.
All or most of the types of musicians who write great songs, if they have no patrons or record contracts to at least (temporarily) let them rely solely on their music for paying the bills, will peak later then they would have, had they been brought up in an age that was kinder to that type of musician/ artist.
For a half century it was easier for very talented musicians to get discovered. There was a lot more artist and repertoire in the business, whose sole purpose was to discover talent. Not that it was easy and not that some musicians didn't fall through the cracks then, but it was more possible (if not probable) to make a living. And so there was more time to left to the devotion of craft.
Today many artists miss opportunities because they have to labour harder just to survive. If you compare the inflation, and how much easier it used to be just to get along decades before now, it is clear we are not living in an artist family society.
Artists and musicians are often impaired of the ability to be caught in the hampster wheel of the rat race. Even though in some ways we'd rather join them because we can't beat them, it is against our nature and we suffer dearly for not listening to our inner calling.
The luckier artists who have to work are usually more outgoing and can subsist bartending or waiting tables, which actually pays the bills fairly handsomely. The more internally resolute have a harder time making it unless they are brainiacs who are able to cultivate side businesses like web design, etc.
Because most free thinkers in our modern society have realized how stupid it is to do things you don't enjoy for money, many would rather live off the government. Can you blame them? The government spends so many trillions of dollars on stupid causes like war and imperialism, leaving barely nothing for the working class. We have realized that financially, being an unemployed slave to the system is only a small step down from being a wage slave and when you aren't working a job you despise it's easier to devote your energy for creative pursuits.
If you are a lucky artist, you are gainfully employed in something artistic to pay the bills, like film editing or graphic art. I know some of those types and they seem to be the happiest. However many of them also come from at least an upper middle class background and have gone to good universities.
Personally I was depressed around the time I was supposed to go to college and it became unimportant to me because I was so unhappy. I now regret this in many ways but it is what it is. I do not feel I had the proper guidance and mentors to see me through the proper channels of entering college. My parents are good people what were not involved in pushing me in this aspect of my life. However, I am in some ways grateful for them for sustaining my talents through their lack of pushyness. In many ways though, I feel as if they weren't hard enough on me.

thanks for the bandage

but i need A tourniquet

fuck it

don't need your photo op
not gonna learn
photo shop
if i get a zit
i'm gonna keep it
till it pops

gonna grow
my hair grey
until it stops

i don't need
your autotune
thats for those
who find
inspiration
every once
and a blue moon

i keep going
i keep the
light coat
flowing
and
flowing
like wheat
grass
juice
i'm bestowing
nutrition for your ears
and your brain
not going to cover my pain.

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haven't met you yet in the flesh but i've known you for years
you're beautiful you're kind and so sincere
and when i talk to you, you soothe my fears
oh, oh my Heidi girl!
u love to listen u love to dance to the music
we like the same bands
and she is a muse yeah
she lives in cleveland ohio
haven't been there yet but i want to go go
she so classic with a heart of gold gold
everybody loves her like they love a song
yeah you feel you've known her all along
she's my heidi heidi heidi heidi girl
and she belongs in my world
she's my heidi heidi heidi girl oh yeah!