People long to be represented as a block of text.
People, you can be represented as so many other things:
Footprint in the snow
Footprint in the sand
Slow claps
Fast claps
Medium paced claps
Decent karaoke performance
Chilling and eating a mango

-May 29, 2015

I am based on a true story.
I am based on actual events.

-May 28, 2015

Do it, do it! The disco highlights.
Do it, do it! The disco high life.
Do it, do it! The disco highlights.
Do it, do it! The disco high life.

-May 27, 2015

The orange crush said something has to blow up and Vineeth said no no no, that's not cool, don't say that, chill out man.

Orange crush, orange wave, a cup of Gatorade.

I am worthy.

-May 25, 2015

Do you want to hear happy people?
Do you want to hear what they sound like?
They sound like a chickadee's lament.


-May 23, 2015

Do you care about chicken rights?

-May 21, 2015

Yes, learning without application is fine, but why not reserve that for things you like: for dancing, music, art, those irrational aspects of the soul instead of learning without application for something that frustrates you, for drudgery.

Because living is not about feeling good. Why does Vineeth do anything related to the yard? Is it because it needs to be done? No, it's because submission teaches obedience.


-May 18, 2015


-May 17, 2015


The records won't show all of anything. They won't show all of: the day to day grind, your daydreams, your daily rituals, the hours you spend texting and doing other shit on your phone.

They won't show all of any of these things.

When you're 50, you'll come across a few photos of you playing a game on your phone and that'll be your survey sample size and you'll think that was one of the things that you did.

"But hey, atleast it's something."


Most of my records are not honest. But there's enough truthiness there for me to self-identify with someone in the stories, paragraphs, blablah's that I write, or atleast identify who/what I was trying to capture on the page.

I was looking through some old emails, honest records, and I couldn't believe it was me. But when I looked through my old writing, from around the same time, I recognized my voice and my message and myself.

It's something.

Maybe it's that I reflect on life and things and thoughts when I write, and in doing so, I remember them better. Or maybe it's that it's easier for me to connect with myself as words on a page, rather than with myself as: a person in a photograph, a person in a video, a person socializing, a person.


If someone's being dramatic and it's harmless, be dramatic with them. Don't neglect them. Go on stage. Perform. Make jokes. Buy drinks.

Look at the sun. Comment on the sun. There's always something to say about the sun.

There's no sun in sight.

Then look at the moon. And if there's no moon, look at the sky. And if there's no sky, sit and read together. I have collected a few things that you guys can read together.

-May 16, 2015

"You take care of your cheeks okay. We'll find our new normal shortly. Crazy was our normal for a few weeks, but there's something new and boring on the horizon."

sa re ga ma va pa dha ta ni so fa ti do ro let flo

-May 15, 2015

the field - silent

We are the wheels on a bus that go round and round, round and round, round and round. We are the wheels on a bus that go round and round, round and round, round and round.

Lather! Rinse! Repeat!
Routine as ritual.

Young Birdman: Without me, all that's left is you.

-May 14, 2015

The Earth revolves around the Sun at a speed of about 18.5 miles/sec (30 km/sec).

Space is the place.

-May 13, 2015

He relaxed into his seat and sipped his scotch. He focused on the tiny screen, which was buzzing with magnetic snow. All the screens blinked and then came alive.

Tears filled his eyes. He had never felt so happy in his life.

The screens went a dark, dark blue.


Upcoming Releases:
Moleskine Scans (???), Letters (December 7, 2015?)