Ironically I must refuse to let time crawl. 
I will speed as I can into the passage of another seduction.
I am being sucked into a delightful delusion. 
"AND THE PILLS THAT I TOOK MADE MY FINGERS DISAPPEAR" 
My eyes are burning from concentration fueled by danger. 
One eyeshot full of blood from the burning light, 
the other a black line embedded forever. 
They have ample light and narrow shade. 
If I could only look back into those days. 
Vision gone astray. 
"HE WAS AS BLIND AS THE MOON" 
Will I lose my ambition? 
Once again the sun is smoking the forbidden weed. 
His smoke will leave a pleasurable aroma for all to investigate. 
His eyes strictly sucked into space. 
A dreadful breakdown sent him to the sanatorium. 
"HE SAW THE SUN AT NIGHT" 
The truth, hypothetical, is as close as right under your nose. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND OUR EYES FALL OUT" 
Staring can cause brain damage indeed. 
The queen of pleasure is looking down from her high times. 
The queen will rule this creation. 
Can you see her breast proudly spinning around in pink pleasure? 
She rules. 
"I WOULD NOT CHALLENGE A GIANT" 
Below the creatures of the past are coming alive. 
They are waking from prolonged nightmares. 
The silent satellites are invading their slumber. 
Technology has pushed time to the limit. 
"HE MADE HIM FLY THRU A HOLE" 
Let us all let time crawl. 
This fabulous Bowie song I will honor with this painting for all to absorb. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL" 
put goose bumps all over my body. 
Singing in the new age. 
They say obliteration is around the corner. 
Life will be flattened. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL TILL THE 21ST CENTURY LOSE" 
My paints are creating a plain plane. 
My life force is being savagely squeezed away. 
Struggling from insanity the artist cries. 
Little children see the skulls of past destruction and whimper. 
Who is this creature of the past being cared for by the gods. 
"YOU CAME TO LIVE IN OUR TOWN" 
Are they afraid of the messenger from death? 
Some day he will come for you. 
The sun has lost his will to live as his billion years are coming to a close. 
"HE JUST FLEW TILL HE BURST" 
The end is near so let us all start to crawl. 
The beautiful pink-faced child has entered with a mask, 
not to hide or celebrate, but to repel the fumes of death. 
"WHEN YOUR MASK CAME OFF WE ONLY SMELT THE GAS" 
The evil smoke is burning our life force away. 
"AS WE LAY DOWN TO SLEEP" 
Can you see the cat coming back to life from beyond the dead zone? 
I truly hope that time will crawl on my last second of life. 
Or do I wish for an expeditious end to this passage. 
"YOU WERE A TALENTED CHILD" 
As for now my time will be dedicated to drifting into the world of art.
I will once again fantasize. 
At such an early point of exploring this creation 
I can see you putting on a masquerade to conceal your feelings. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND OUR HEADS BOWED DOWN" 
See the fish from a beautiful underworld suddenly swim into a pool of pollution. 
"I SAW A BLACK BLACK STREAM FULL OF WHITE EYED FISH" 
They have met their death. 
How will you? 
With skin of purple circling her eyes, 
an eastern young woman came into play. 
Her infinitesimal hands are hidden under her sleeves. 
Exquisiteness hides. 
She longs to be taken away, away from her prison of unwanted passion. 
I cry for her. 
My tears are radioactive. 
"THAT MELTED METAL AND STEEL" 
I don’t need any friends as long as I have an exploding sunset to gaze at. 
I am in paradise when I space. 
I need to force a trance to continue to create. 
I need to be safe and sound from the threat of mental illness. 
"TILL HE GREW REAL OLD AND HE NEVER CAME DOWN" 
Yes I have been high as a kite. 
"HE TOOK A TOP GUN PILOT" 
Can you feel the wind gently caressing the checks of the elder shaman? 
Spirits have always haunted me. 
I am afraid of visions of yesteryear’s memories. 
I discovered there was an endless source of delight in fooling with psychiatrists. 
Actuality or Visions? 
At time when I was a child I was frightened of the Catholic Church. 
I feared the statues of the martyrs and saints would come to life. 
Come alive they in silence cried. 
Jesus’ eyes could follow you as he hung down from the center wall.
Crucified for us to see. 
Blood, candles, fragments from afar, smoke, purple, very old people, 
chants; I quivered from these spiritual situations forcing me to fear my being. 
"I COULD NOT TAKE ON THE CHURCH" 
For some of us wisdom comes at a late age. 
Late blooming flowers prolong the spring. 
I have been lost in a drunken stupor. 
"THAT LASTED THREE LONG YEARS" 
Finding new color combinations is a pleasant surprise. 
Surprise, surprise, surprise. 
Yes I paint with what I have. 
The begger cannot be choosy they say. 
Sometimes the cupboard is empty. 
Your stomach cries out for foodstuff but you’re too dizzy to move. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND OUR MOUTHS RUN DRY" 
You can hear their voices evaporating in a sea of silence. 
The eyes of another dimension are penetrating our brains. 
They will stare into your inner most thought. 
No hiding for they will find you as you sleep. 
Faded red memories will spin along into a purple haze. 
Then came the blues. 
A waterfall of skulls flows colorfully into view. 
Who are all the dead that seem not to rest? 
Why are they haunting our emotions? 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND THE STREETS RUN RED"
Once again a sun is flaring. 
"I FELT A WARM BREEZE" 
Why are there so many suns and just who the heck are we anyway? 
I dream at night of going home someday. 
Just where is home? 
Are you still looking or have you been blessed with peace. 
"I’VE NEVER SAILED ON A SEA" 
Eyes are peering at me. 
I try to hide but I am frozen in a nightmare. 
"I KNOW A GOVERNMENT MAN" 
Blood slowly seeps from his eye. 
What emotions are beyond his fortress of fear? 
"AND A DROWNING MAN WITH NO EYES AT ALL" 
So far from home lost in a lost world.
Has this been recorded previously? 
For the past to repeat itself is unfair. 
Mostly the olden times were not golden times. 
Memories will trouble her soul. 
This lady with her breast for us to see sadly closes her eyes. 
Split your brain and see your life go insane. 
"WE NEVER BOTHERED TO SCREAM" 
See the candle burning at both ends, a life light that is coming to an ending. 
Why do you hide from life my child? 
You were so strange we were afraid to close our eyes. 
Little creatures will rules. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND OUR FEET GROW SMALL" 
Please come and see the image of imagination I have released. 
I have exposed my soul. 
Come sense my emotions anodized on canvas forever. 
The demons from another age invaded my moment in time. 
The beast is here. 
We will fall his prey. 
"TIME WILL CRAWL AND OUR TAILS FALL OFF" 
I have been a chased by demons down empty halls. 
A child is afraid out their somewhere. 
I cry. 
"FOR THE CRAZY CHILD" 
I am tiring from the chase. 
Run, run, and run you will win. 
You will experience all that this world has to give. 
"WE’LL GIVE EVERY LIFE FOR THE CRACKPOT NOTION" 
The end of this very tiring session is near, 
then I added another week just for the pleasure of the high. 
Exhausting great slumber. 
Oxidado has fallen asleep. 
He cannot move. 
To wake in the early morning light will be considered dear. 
"I GOT A BAD MIGRAINE". 
I have witnessed my own conception. 
I am not here.