This is a long journey around india from south to north on a royal enfield motorbike.

To both tourist places and random inbetween up blind alley places.


might call it a mid life crisis pilgrimage

Although the crisis has kinda always been there...

But thats the way the fat lady sings in the supermarket of extinction n renewel..

Go well my son

Words like quim long wonder up start

Wont occur often..

But then again ...i controll your attention.

So anything happens

As it does.INDIA as

Anarcho chaos field of fall apart trashbag primitivism cartoon religeon greed death hungry 

Innocent child heart

On motoscooter

Is a short sub title for any one wanting to refrence this in there phd thesis.

 (i do naked interviews for 500$ )

karelais a socialist state ..meaning the worlds only democraticly voted communist state....also indias predominant christian colony from portogese n english 2017 LULU mall indias largest indoor complex to here..apparently this means a progressive attitude...

I cant quite fathom the paradoxs of global capitalism brand fetishism of monoculture..

And democratic communism..


The planets a mystery son !

as are the apes..

But the heart light..

Flow with the traffic rubbish n mysterys.

The little guy is kinda supportd by th local governmnt...a few traditional art things like tabla citar concert.

..also no smokeing in public no nice vibe !  

The rubbish fires sux ass tho...bad foul satan incence.


PAPA NOEL burnings in fort kochin. A hybrid indian cathlic zone...hordes of rabid sober young males partying like a suger rush...burning th wiker man.! Sooper fun. Then in alleys they burn there own santa effergys. ...burn th man! (Images

And kathakali trad pantomime with complex sign hand language. Basicly this demon chops up his lady..dont know why...? Some backwater canoe sailing...tourist tour. Saw cottage industry co op industry...and artist run space called B . C. backyard civilisation... backyard civ

Emit getting a toy drum lesson..before the big parade.

White man cometh!

And cometh...(but isnt portugeese misionry..)

We went to this fishing beach and talked with locals on the rocky pier ...why were we tourists here? So far from the bar n cafe....haha

We went off on our scooters down the line..innprep fer a more major away mission to th tea n tiger hills...battling thru th small roads..flowing around potholes..cows..busses bearing down named infant jesus..ect...

Shambly ancient modern nowness n child smile motobike mini vrooms.

Plush homestay in hill town munnar...hyper tour guide man ...fee rides...egg toast bfast...

Top station scooty rides pothole buss overtske on blind corner 

Might is right on ya ...logo is..

We the romance kings!

Stop fer coconut near th eucalipt forrest monkey and dam...100 tarpaulin gift shops selling same crap...

Boy deftly whak whak whak off top of coco nut..still all fingers!

Nice drink scoop flesh from inside..

Tonight indiginous amcient  martial art dance...on way waterfall n spice farm...

And i got sick...

Its innitiation...over stimulation..

And travel..

Stayin bed..pain draw into inturnal..


Perceiveing perceiver

The guy sneezeung perhaps

Selking the deepfryed chilli pepper..

The waterd down lassi ?

Cant be helped.

Yesterday...up to largest karela..


Sheer bluffs...home to a rare thar..and 12 year only blue flowering brush...( amidst the roadside maggi n omlette chai stalls from mad max..)

Increadably ameanable kind n pleasent...pple call out to scooty riders..hullo hullo!

The childlike joy n fun in everyone is increadable.


Deep cut gorge...

Dolmins n shonkey rock art by this ancient primitive..

On " built like a gun"  royal enfield classic..

We pay trek..


Leopard poo!

MAD 11 hour



Big temple...

road warrior flows

Mountain road..bus swing out wide

Horn as force field

"Please sound!"

Drives at night...brave soul

Uses the force

And pothole chicken cow pig


Flow with the critters..

He found coffee..! So can make his own.

Local mountain growen. 

Not milk suger weak nescafe...

1200 year hindu complex temple.

Golden piller...

Meditation group inside

Pass by old man in backroom..

Pay for blessing..stank of urine..

Sounds like religeon to me

Meditation loverly

Gentle body awareness

Light in heart



Then...anything else youve ever done..forget.

I the only way

But but...this similer to qi gong i say

He say..

You do my way or leave!

I was just enjoying this light in my heart

And comes down t a controll heirachy realy.

Just like qi gong!

Haha..human politics ego n power.

Or male heirachy?

In this one instance i see the whole problem..

I leave confused annoyed . Briefly however i was meditating in 1200 year old living a ritualistic cave of stains n encoded dirt preyer majic n belief..intent will n humility of astronomical mystical past science integreated sci wisdom.

Family domestic tourism trinket sales fever 

And snaks always snaks!


Cop on gate had automatic weopon..but very friendly...

In this city in tamil nadu they celibrate pongu

A ancient fertility harvest fest

Where some sects ...fight handsome our pal here.

Some cold mountain incubate bacterial infection in warm humid kochi.

..hustle the corner...

My friend

My friend

My friend

Stay in cashmere..some yes.

Talking..cough cough..splutter.

Like israli bike guy selling crap tank


We...ble vhess in ambient corners..poetic solar cafe

Art biennale library...meets..

Contemporary emerging.

The whole place organic installation..

Kali temple..salt pile

Chai tea..poured in air...chippatti dough spun thin..

Input hot dirt in lungs..

...arcane motobike deals..offers

Registrations certificstes

Big numbers like 80 000 rupee


Cautious..and....steady research.

Recycle plastic yard..boat fishing dock

Converted gallery warehouse

Chats with the muslim arvo gents about communism..n art gallerys..

Water storm damage on new pier fort cochin

Uru gallery....climate photo essay between russia sudan n karela india...

The dude on the classic white 1978 bullet..with handmade custom exhaust..pure metal!..thup thup

 40 kph thru donky goat road

Tryin t sell..i been asking round fer a week now...

Cy thonmbly eat ya heart out..graphiti outside hospital.

Like interviewing fer wife..but..more not to die in india realy.

Kali willing.

Was out in th boonies..bought m phd film chum in mollywood a chai n fryd thing.

Was instantly engufed by loveing school boys all wanting me to buy them one.

Cept i asked what there dads did..real estate i was told. Sigh..i buy rich kids fryd things.

This guy is a craft emporium sales guy. This guy not too bad...a state employee. Th tuk tuk guys take ya to these places and get payed to do so. 200rps a head.

Once inside..aladdins cave of desireable consumerable carved n woven handicraft.

And dont repeat dont...

Engage the carpet guy...they will hypnotise you with there performance...



There cashmere family hand labouring your silk thousands of years ago...

...even if true...the pure theatre.

Ove had it four times now...

There trained to perform this....its something.

I tend to feel cornerd like a fly. Break th spell by walking out.


But i offer to tuk tuk friend..who test drives my bike options as a veterin. I kinda like the average small hustler...they more human. Maybe about class?

Dunno...tuk tuk dudes humble...bottom of th pile service 

Observe people all day...locals. the pple selling stuff..

Are also the culture..ironicly. 


has a "love marrage"

And therws 28 familys down there that need my help

Cos i met him 30 secs ago.

Indeed his daughter was glowing.

The old...scrabble in dirt lime children..gibbering

Pple my age bath in trash maranaded stagnant water..

While proudly declareing cleanliness..

I did notice a public toilet with officious language on it declareing no open defication in the street

But the guys seem to there checkerd mini skirt

N do something with there private parts..

Yoof tear off to the river..kavery 

Thats very low..

And gather sacks of sand...for the loophole economy fer middle eastern development...cement.

As theres is salty of course.

The chaps get 50 roops a sack. About a doller .

En masse i suppose a oil fed condo complex could be built..

Meanwhile...earnest christian indians tell me about vedic tradition and jesus corrolations at the shanti vannam ashram.

Where eucharist freeks me out with th auto hypnotic group think

But seems appropriate in a medieval mind world

Strung out between forces

Of global capital n science occult materialism.

The who am i of vedic historys

The why do we suffer of bhuddist theologys

The ecological..biochemicle hazard of burning rubbish..n 

The man with the cheezels!!

And theme park idolitry!

And modern cop comedy scary movie haunted house psycho mumma KALI right wing hindu mytho politic propaganda 


Christian mystic oasis..where americans and nz artists come (suggested donation)

But my cell is safe...

There was this fluke of stumbling apon a organic farm in small town..down from military tiger tourism hill..where you can eat for a 2 k walk or go back..national park. 

In fact the man said this was SHIVAS TREE it exuded more oxygen than any other. He was trying to grow lots.

We lamented the mono culture coconut plantations around here...for trendy coconut cooking oil. 

The super moon bloodmoon blue moon just happend..

The lunch preyer bell just sounded.

Stop drawing james.

Damn spiritual tourism bollix...

Thin veneer of the ghost of past colonial culture wars....infiltrateing the personal ritual of how ya know ya self..

Language aboration

Tool paracite..

And ya walk a circle

Sideshow of currancy ..bluffs n beggs community..

Meaning begs..

Up th hill..sweat like a pig..isolated disasociated..

Relaxed warm..

Tides of traffic..magnetic electro mojo..




Greedy fearfull lust arrogance..

My baby


Who is this

White fella


De population protocols

N toxic fluride flush my cellulite

Broken home n mental health addiction social decay loops abundant ...

Retard pantomime..

Ritual on auto repeat..


Self hypnosis....

Time cutureates feedback loops


All in the bits


Dimentions in 


Slights of mind

crime alchohol unemployment





Bio rythmic feedback of..

Whole sustainable puke econometric

Buisness abortion

People heart..

Livin in ya open sewer

Rubbish n 

Mother heart atom

In the dirt

Holy n normal 


Normal people.


There is only traffic


Eternal incessant prehistoric tooting



Heat carbon monoxide

Grit dust

Lung chest nose sinus problem

Rubbish burn offs



Angled dickwads comeing straight at ya

Pple walkin infront of ya

Pple smileing pushing infront

Four pple on a scooter...behind a overloaded lorry of steel bars scantily tied on

Traffic like extinction flow of glacier melt

Of my termite mound economic nessesity to leave bigger carbon footprint be my own master of destiny


Ridiculous fossel based suicide rigged willing ignorant

Peasant revolt...


As dayly preyer of forgivness acceptance and  unmanageability

Whwre is any of us going?

Culture subsumed by anamalistic guteral unconscios plennem of riseing noise...primal machine

Cyborg lang...a forrest..a ecology


Tortored nazi slavery economic totalitarian capital trance..

A gods demonic curse to a species..

Addict getting th kids hooked..


A get to know you thing..

Till...we...achieve a bio mesh of telepathic flow

My synchronous rightbrain mumma feels

Yer nature data..


Preyer in perpetual change growth

The breath we share 

With grit n death fumes ..


Space time co ordinates of the continual movements...the information cresendos

In the 

Petrol wet dream of peaking


Joined in grey snake third werld rides

Fat tittyed small dogs languidly smile padding across moterway




Allco existing on road

Old man tight leathery skin ...checked tamil skirt thing..waveing stick...

Woman pushing cart full of a pathetic clutch of unappealing snacks.

The profound commercial reality of buy sell

Anything all th time

The currancy in substrata of undeginable layers of different in different states

The cloneing degradation of a high civ..

Gone semi times cascade of forgetting...

Some intellect on auto pilot..

In cells..

Rural industry propper

And abandonment at some fundamental spiritual ecological disease level

Walls around ya factory

Shit smell smoke rubbish damage

Rape violence decay


Thatched hut


Ripped building apart...still living in torn half not fallen over to make way fer road..

Still...havnt seen violence as such.

Guns..or hitting.

A nieve well obedient unruly class of children ..doing as god made them to do..


Create wealth fer there betters..

Shuffle about..drink tea

Ride a scooter or honda hero

Or indeed

A enfield across india with backpack strapped t back like art cad dandy..on safari.. sure the neo con mefia mind fuck of nzilds gentrifying slave natzi mind is doin fine in its boomer prestigue of lifestyle denial codes democratic 

Feudal totalitarian capital global heist locust prison farm..


Were a ancient majical animal

Who thru agriculture class has alienated ourselfs and all ecologys habitats

To certain death ...

Life boats..and dependant juggernaught of splintering social viable meaning purpose and werth 


A sublime stuttering depressive tradgedy of brillient terror mundanity



Divine awareness...





Under phenominalogical waves


Points arbitory refrences of transitory everchangeing..un fixed non certain


Expanded ..from top down

From in out

Subtle form..built

A playing



Being bullyed by sadist giant..

Ruthlessly abuseing everything.

True story


Infested dust sinus 

...great raod knight thy burn

Him dream androdiginous shiva dad

Table top chipaTti dance...

The ancient alien

Tech o spawn n refrag...

Smoke drift in preyer symbol

67 k day..

Welldressed old wimmin begger denys ya tea n buiscuit offer

But hounds n grabs n effectivly psycho muggs me

I react butch...aint having this!

Just fed some chickens crumbs ffs

..she wanted eat gesture

I offer tea n buiscuit

Thinken her fat pal there n flash sari a bit of a mid class giveaway...

What ya want? Me to buy ya a house?

Never be yours anyway..always the states

Th councils

Someother demon conglimerate..

Mm...short of punching th old locust

Grabbin at me feverishly not hearing no

I wasnt gunna be mugged 

I drove off.

I choose when t give

..i do aswell

But not on a pushy bastard.

Hard not to get negative n take that with ya..

This countrys like a psychic mirror

Its echos in ya own karmic loop cycle


Im...a harsh judgemental prick..with short tollerance n lack o trust.

Still...big picture may be a bigger highway..and heart

I know who you are 

I know you better than i know my self


The kids been to doctor wearing a shirt that speaks to me...i pat wimmin nearby ignore me..if id been a lady id have fussed on there kids too..but its a bit suspect ...anyhow..the hotel residency was atrocious horn noise all fkn night.

Now theres angle grinder n hindi pop blareing from a builders busted stereo

To backgrounds of well dressed little madams from matriculation school...chanting national anthems..

Dum art noise kiwi drug kids

You dont know shit...

Thats a garage fertility shrine wall fer ya millit crop..

Its jimmy cooper same same in andra pradesh!!

Its auspicious to show a white guy in black..ya baby while he eats ya kai..

(70c meals)

Yeah...roadside primitiveism with corperate development

Stone age style labour

Barbor me chit chat oilchange no language


No ones holding this nation back!

Go mars

Regardless of how im enjoying "it"

Its a privledge

And education to travel.

And detatch engage question

Ones own culturated inputs

While judgeing anothers... ahem

The process of being ok

In ya self

In strife

Perpetual upheaval

Everchangeing churn...

Life on her own terms



Serene comedy tradgedy heroic good hearted folks

Ignorant stupid ..greedy...discusting




With you



Intimate resighned

Intimate the loss of everything as one


Decays cancer sterilisation


No soulutions

Weoponised narritives

Weathord weopons

Economy slave

Algorythems extend collapse time vectors


Power...backlogs..fakes ..watchs garden mutate...inputs tech.

None of my concern

Machined media


Can we be said to enlarge our capacitys as we age?

To...extend beyond the confines of our birth

The edge extending...?

Knowing less n less more horizons bleed into smog n sun baked desert rock with fluttering advert wrapped around tree..

Privledge of passage lived life




Gain loss

Emo circuit restimulations





Go on..

Give probly dont exist anyhow




Re member

Ya primal innocence

Mumma babe

Dad protect

Circle sustain

Ancester workshop

Whos noticeing

Quest ion

Make it in simple terms




A godfell to earth


A upswell


Ground water

Holographic universe

Solution focussed


Autonomy war

Robotic subservience groupthink

Artists will inspire 

Thinking fer yaself like the other bright ones do

Majics real

Real isnt so real we find

Higher trust

Living intelligence

Somestuff we cant see

Willing ignorances

Light vehicles built of belief consciousness will n energy

Higher dimentionally charged


I am storm..

The words biggest tree



Enter thru thru th hold up point..carpark entry fee..

Welcome relief....small town shsnty village india back road...

Wild west scapes rock butressed boulder peaks..

Shaded lanes n dry wells...

But woman calls to me to fill my kind..

I play with th kid by pulling white man faces..


Strange shrines with outsider art..

And outsider priests merrily inside the art!

Its funny..ya come across the planet

And get the most outta the simple suff

Leaves falling in breeze

Smile from stranger

Cups of tea with old dudes

Swim in river

Sit on warm rock lookin at sunset

While listening to village farm people unwind in valleys

Stars come out..


In a crouded city tonight

I saw a woman boiling a big round pot by fire on footpath

We want that connection

With what we are..


The supermarket guy got his pantys in a right bunch wen th price on th organic tulsi tea bags all individually packaged

Wouldnt input

It was probly th most new age wankster thing i consumed here..

Buiscuit chip n comfort crap has been my addictive poison addmittedly..

And coffee.. flash supermarket couldnt compute th herb tea...strange

I went n ate th rice n chutney on banana ya do.

The moterbike feels like a horse..well a modern one..

I didnt burst inta flame today..hooray.

Petrol was overflowing however.

Ive had a real short fuse with indians 


Its a cognitive dissonance

Th rules keep changeing

Im constantly stared at

Begged at


Woken up


Still its me that sits in my wee meltdowns

Its good to say no often 

And assert boundrys wen a bit on shakey ground.

I wanna be friends with this

Not adversary

Bit like my own culture too

Which i feel malajusted and highly skeptical of its goodness..

Doesnt leave ya many places to belong

Alienated like that

Call it family shall we?

Then again..the diseffected are probably more the norm than not

Were all refugees and the enemy of the system weve created obeyed and submitted too..for generation apon generation..

Stick my feet on the planet

Take my sick

Beamed in from another star

The meat suit


Wave form flux pulse

Dont think much of religeon

Its shrines

Its childish mockery of my attention..

Like toys in ideological cartoon mythosphere...

A psycho pop archtype fetish ...of ancient politics n social order...

With a kernal of mystical inner coded magical histry..

Hmmm...sci fi





Are we forever bounded by the limits of culture class language environment?

Or can there be empathic union in common expwriential data fields?

Oh i dunno

The suns magnetics

Reckin eco sci tech n fem intuitive heart mind uplinks

In ya dreamtime baby

Primal animal

Un insured

Or insane



Enterthre blockade of gang wimmin..

Carpark money

Whirlwind trash paperplate sacred place


The commodifyed temple

Tree larg3st (guiness book record 1989 baby)

Wheres the centre?

Begging priest motions to concrete slab painted gayly..



But...about same age as some philosophical passing sage of rishi valley ...600 year ago

The field of energy in seed...we can enhance inform


Stress responces

Emvironment gene 


Open sewer gag

Piece of watermelon next to that sir?



its quite excellent to hoon thru someone elses country in multiple fractured congealing states of cultural logics

On 1920s designed bike

Maxing comfort speeds of 80kph 90 tops

Radicilly down gearing fer massive rupture in tarmac...

Or happy suicide dog titty jiggle patterer across road..(dunno why i notice all the grinning bitchs 6 tits)

Spoze in nz we get a lab to breed em secret like

Or rubbish happy sewer pig

Yum yum yum bacon boy

So had a big tourist ghetto rest at hampi..

Woulda been georgus...almost was

Cept fer th dark taint of greed n th constant veneer of take..more more more

But nature is a ambivilent whore like that..

Still shines on..

Swum in a lake

Dudes be trying to sell ya drugs left right centre..weird seeds..

I meditate with th trash on glowing rock heat sunset ...

gramps paddles by in round boat thing...fat moon shines...euro teens take a rest from the israli army or 

Sweedish child gameshow casting directer careers..

Eat german bakery food items made by itinerant nepalese chefs...

Some kids fuking with my bike at i gotta leave..before i beat him.

What my good name does

Is pick up jaunty 9 year old boys in uniform who flag me down fer a free bus service..hitchhike after school..

Had a pair last...

I was that kid at 15.

Ahh karma.

Blues were beaten with some surly introspection n conversation with strangers..

Before th hustle got to me..

The brazillians under the tree

The pom (jeesus type) been in nz fer a year...the turk hottie baiter wanting attention...

Yoga n stuff in india is a white euro mid class thing..

The rest is shrine wershiping disny land fer medieval morons sorry

Just think ya trapped in a bad cartoon guys

But arnt we all!

The sky is that brown beutifull kinda haze it is before sunset..

Karnakata seems on to it..tidy..organised..

Oh...if i had to condemn the indian on one count firey tabernacle hell

Twood be the overtakeing on blind corners

Truck on bus action..

Me head on.

I slow down pull over on th dirt verge.. and toot like fuk at the fuktards.. love to meet one of these bozos..


Still...the face is a friend..

We wave...

odd how benevolent my evil looks.

Goin to some appalingly named beach called OM BEACH i  gokarna where im sure sven n halga will buff the dreads n 

Order a panini...

But hey..

Not many palm tree beach shack type places in the tuck into it

Ive a  b grade travel movie to enact!

I say b

Cos it gives me more artistic licence ...

Who knows i may solve my existential crisis

Make a friend

Meet god.

And all in one alergy sprey to my cloned conservative alienating hive of home.

Hope ya broadband fails ya braindead automotrons

Lotsa love agent fat twat vroom vroom


How are you?

May moon blessings illuminate your heart mind

Disolveing sinicle stain..mental refreactions of hate fear judgement

The process and awareness in humility of the absolute vaulnerability of this

And the miricle of being

At all

All is gift

Even the shadow

(Save post before wix malfunctions...fukn wix )

Amazeing ride thru warm well kept forrest villages

Stopped chugged down a litre of cold water..

Got to edge of ghats (steps)

Saw coast of sparkling esturys rivers coast

Om beach..


Yep got a cheap shack on beach

Am seduced

Long qi gong on rocks..warm ocean primal pull my eternal wassit

A few sepretist israli kids in gangs

A few cows n itinerant weirdos..

Swum round the rocks..

Saw moon come up dirty red

Danced briefly to tack-no cafe beats..

On rock..

Yep blessed ..

soldiers from the past 

the gift of guilt

Time has come

Discard victim self condemnation

hatred passed on 

passed on

Passed on..

Dormant potentials

Human powers

Then  your that guy who treks off to the other shoes

And takes wrong path..(shoulda known no trash)

Goes down cliff rocks..sun baked burn feet ...hanging off fuckin sheet faces of sharp rok trying to find a path..

compleatly soaked with sweat...

10 min walk a 2 hour ordeal..

Sweat siaked flabby cunt inside out t shirt..

in pain...hahaha..with no one but you to talk to coz theres something fundamentally wrong with ya..

Cant let paradise infect siree!

spoze culda been lord vishnus way of detoxing me thru sweating ?..and moaning


civilisations rise n fall

Fashions change

If i was to enter these tasty relics of lucious young feminine lower chakra  adornment..

Into say

A nz drawing award

I may call them

Floride and the depopulation eugenics sterilisation agenda

Something about genes eh.


Days slip relaxing 

Meeting innitiates from ritual spiritual psychedelic inner work retreats

Gunna get a frogs neurotoxin in me burnt arm shoulders aswell..puke m ring out.


Some  immune re jig amazon cureall

Black dog.

Meanwhile in my wee cell tender beads of sweat cascade his manfur belly


He stands in up add down

doesnt pass out..

The waves come in and out..

He becomes turtle periodicly

Thinks of sacred pyrimid visits


Is a hopeless sucker

Beuaty n dream like trance

A cafe beach bejeweld lifestyle

Doing nothing.

Puke ya ring out ya cunt

not like a body dismorphic fat guy 

Fasting with self condemnation


But as baby in transition..

in some soul recycling auto destructive ecological ontological object 

Oriented forenzic of mass extinctions wetdream 

With love sweat leaking

Breathed gust ceiling fan promise

Higher electrical ceiling

Plasma n space weather

it looks like im doin all this stuff but realy im sitting in my room drawing..drinkin chicory coffee mix.

Seem to need alot of withdrawing time.


A frog in the toilet

A lizard on hot sand

A bird in the glass window tapping at own reflection

A catapiller up a rope

A indian woman spying on my drawing 

Snap shut

Later she fed me

Praises mumma..

My body mind self construct is here by reduced...nay...evolved to congealed bone flesh...inhabiting ocean 

Plummets ability to recognise self


Heavey steps in atmospheres

To lie on shaded sand

Attempt restorative fateugue stretching 

And some inward uplift


But sleep 

Listen to the pictures

This is what rich pple do james when they go to goa dude


Eat the seafood.

Saw some curious critters scurry out of there wee sand holes

Funny how when ya do and are nothing

but momentary occilations of culture patterns in a meat suit

Ya notice the wee things

Th funny crabs

The happy dog panting

The possably impared skinny boy waiter..

Makeing a effort to spend with what seems to be local familys

(However thrifty and remote a goa this may be he steels himself fer th urban euro north bit.)

which now im here is a living hell of tunnels of t shirt sales stalls n bars n every clogged commercial plantation  o cene economic prostituted bit of beach..

but equally devalueing ridiculeing any semblance of real..authentic..its a mockery of humanity...them selfs

I get hastled one too many times by scooter rental touts..t shirt stall zombies..

And im tired fateuged disheartend HOT AS MUGGY MUFFAFUGGER

and start my FUCK OFF  routine

With them.

Which turns to street theatre with animlistic growls angily issued from my gut..they come right up into ya physical get ya attention..

invadeing ya mind

I growl like a angry dog

Pick up rocks..

There dozens of these bored guys lounging round looking like they need a burglary war or family to support

But there shocked by my aggression..

which is bad vibes 

But only as much as the land..the beach..has been raped by this shit tourist coulture..

Why would this be attractive to any obe is beyond me

Its a eco cide of economic social tradgedy..

Looks like a distopian alchohol n money coke binge..with th trash just off centre.

Theres weird russian white pple in matching beach attire..

Im in a chuck book

Or a comedy by waititi..

But then my finest hour..the big bro down with the biggest t shirt seller of all!

Huge man

In leg splint thank god.

Im walkin the gauntlet..thru th bowels of trinket alley zombie arcade..

One more group of leering obsequious pushy bastards confront me..

Why do they think i give a fuck about there generic bunch of shit made in china?

I dont understand where there imaginations..self respect...has gone.

This isnt poverty

Its conformist greed and ignorance..

Destructive decay..sad self abasement

Which im forced to be part of.

Me n big guy get mutually lippy..

He gets aggressive back at me

Were dogs barking

He motions for a fight..

I mock run up to him fast ..and startle him..he cowers...

And is more hes been shamed infront if his mates

Limping he thumps his chest..and calls m sister fucker n alk that..i laught at his fucked leg..and think this is ridiculous..hes fucking big btw.

Ghetto beach big guy

So i gesture more cocky platitudes ...

And face him..

But what james? You gonna have a brawl witth a wounded indian in gauntlet getto t shirt alley with all his mates looking?

Dude this is dumb..

Walk briskly away..

Which i do

And am lucky he doesnt follow too ardintly..

Besides my lower back has a new strained musvil..and i dont realy want a beating n then cops..or hurt this guy...

But fuck em..

Its intimadating and redundant sales strategy..

I admit im a cock

A somewhat foolish brave theatrical cock in a bad mood..but non the less..

Moveing on.

To my room at th back of paradise guest house near th servants bush bit..which she sweeps ardently like a meditation.

Watching this village like cluster at th back of hotel about as close to  village life im gunna get.

It rains a bit

I do qi gong fer three hours sweat like a bitch

Make presents for pple at home.

Talk too much needily at digital entitys

About depression and self recrimination.

Why i do these damn lonly journeys

And analise my pathological complex ..

Of fitting anywhere

Being of value

Being needed 





Fragmented feedback loops of unwanted children

On hero quests to be worthy

If only a rich person buys my fucking t shirt

Still...well have the discussion wont we


new zealand..

A reservation for us all...

Hospitality buisness management


A I ghoul 

So remember son

Your privledged...your enacting some myth

Undergoing a ordeal..a self innitiation..

Its not about comfort

Or pleasure

Its about learning..edges..your own blatant bullshit

And blessings

Whats trueist

What to let go off cos its too heavy.


Observe th character

Its suffering

its misery its poverty its privledge

The sence of futility 

And purpose..

Allways going there..never arriveing



Joy is a icecream brand


What is the nature of consciousness

What does "god want" of me

In the 


The cliche of  the primal re creation i evoke

In process journey..

To have said..

Ive seen?

To be humbled by my inadequesy

Appaled by debassed culture under capital 

Wonder at resillience

How can i justify style junket?

I intended art to mean something

So i had better live it

So i am


On ya bike then son...and away it all goes...the existential risk of trauma trigger..

In sleep deprication adandonment loner flashbacks

Needy holding one hostage..

Just for today

Tell your self the self help group posted the wrong  information..and if your in trouble then youll get ignored...youve always mad3 us feel inadequit for not being as rhetoric reinforceing as us 

Still the miricle today was the road..opening..

The normal chai potato fry gents

The comedy gold of flash hotel frontage and stucco peeling hallways as boy says hell rent you his room for 1500

" hang on ill clean up"

For th first time in 3 months it raind on me!!

Children smiled..did cart wheels...on new moter way by pass lorry paths..

The air was cool...

my skin was splashed 

Was georgus!

Out of the rot of rabid sad evil commercial goa ghetto..

In the reguler ramshakle rot of reguler folk ghetto

In top room ..over looking sun set


We could choose to not notice the trash in th forrest floor..

Th grubby wall marks..

I realy enjoyed the ride...

I am.probably over communicating too berry and emmit and stephen back home

With my ups n




I wanted to die one time and some smart ass fucktard theropist said

Whats this great need to communicate all the time?

To be heard...whats that about?

(80$ a lapdance)

He was sacked btw.


None the less..

The echo remains

Needs unmet reverberate

His need of communication

nay connection 

In solo journeys

The deafening reply from nzild art community..

The princely privledge of upgraded abandonment scripts 

Or inability to accept limit


Wanting transcendance..

I sent a sweat soaked shirt back home

So i could be smelt

I did qi gong  in it for three hours..

(Horus hours)

Yeah naa

Its fuckin cool..unravel borderline

The soft sky tinged blue

 orange cloud

Like home

Avoids huge pot holes cows and them dogs chaseing me yapping at heels

Did any of it happen if i dont say anything?

Do we exist if we dont share

Or is it just A I  job to self program now

We should just compartmentalise our human role theatre script of conformd obedience..

Ceiling fan is my whirling dervish chakra honey

There was a explosion

This is the news..tuk tuk  beeps in animal grey snake path

child catawailing..long toot matrix

chirpung spooky crow

light higher warble clicks n peeps some other avaian

Cows..big horned

Chewing pulped suger cane stems

Slow dimentional

Heart beasts

Man guides on state highway

Slow also..with heart too

There connected

In a look

I am too.

With a heart.

Karela to mumbai mega road going in

Lotsa trees n displacement 

Savage..i get the vibe theres been a shit load of displacement in this country s human.

Get that when ya main deighty is a war god of destruction i spoze

Some pricks wee empire buisness army cult



Surplus food

Economic scarcity controll


Realised shatterd the other night

I realy do waste most my life on delusions

Suffering is a fundamental underpinning

There wasnt any escape from the edge of that awareness

And some stoner twat ramming his non duel wanger in my mouth

Sanctimonios wankster 

Rhetoric dj verbage outfit in ya idealog empire kitset ashram gown.

Whos aware of the awareness james

Huh buddy huh!

Ive three pair of undies..two are tollerable

I wash dayly th one i was wearing

Incase there was a shart

Cos sometimes the watery bum wash dont fully work eh.


strange kinda sirender

When ya destroyed

And there dont seem to be much good in who what ya are..or who made ya

But it passes..cos im always noticeing how i dont know shit..but least i know it

What i am is not my makeing

Well ..not entirely

But depends who is talking or listening

Right now 

Chalming village tribul chants..drums and 30 degree night weather

Easy hotel n kind vibes

Similtainiously humbled greatfull and embarrissed..

When emotionally distraught in risk fateugue 

And interiour pattern destructive psychology victim flashbacks

Identitys skew

Ptsd is a bitch

So is child abuse

Or slavery

Self murder

Aulto hypnotic denial self policed mediocrcre clone bot submissions to techno faciest isolated hells

Bridgeing  the gaps

Climbing world trees

Death n resurrection show

Heavens gate

A big ancestral dream time apocalips

Just governance

Spam filters

A trickle of evolutionry archytypes

To not psychoticly break down to much

Feed em beasts

Shine on


What i ment to say in cryptic mumbling sloppyness

Is dispite my increadably negative filter n malajusted social self type attitude problem

You bastards

Life keeps being tender warm intimate loveing and majical and complexly beuatifull

With you all in it you doomed fools

And it makes me sad as all fuck

In a kinda 

Dad on the...

rag way


 In some self rejection matrix

Least ya not in port chalmers 

What a great pilgrimage

A dad hated ya beat ya up told ya yer th devil

And rescue ya mum 

Oh my fault guilt anger

And school  alienates ya in heirachy n power submissions ...

And we want approval recognition from this stupid charade of a culture?

Success meaning other soul sellout slave external hynogogic repressed vampire master mundanitys

Rewards the wee soul strip

Fashion semantic of designed art repression

Evil cowards suck a turd

Wouldnt know any truth ofself unless vindicated by some peer commitee dont think feel for ya self will you

Fucking colonised big sister soft natzi beurocrat lier bitchs

Yer kindy aint safe

And you shouldnt breed

What gives you th right?

I just want to be wanted baby 

Who cares anyway

Were on auto hypnosis now

Shrink wrap the down grade around ya corrupted ovums

Wifi mind controll

Android indeed

Well adjusted would mean crime n addiction self harm and bad poetry

The unravling of  trauma over sensitively

Over a panderd lifetime

All so many wounded assholes wimpering fer masters approval

Fuck master

Chew the cunts face off

Srew his whores

Let bio diversity reighn

Monolithic tradedy 

A enlightend fractal algorythem

a devotional preyer

Just some beloved universal dogshit


Self aware

At war with itself


Till it dies

Ill cook ya eggs

Hold ya head

Do whats gotta be done

Aware soul bubble in away mission

only visiting


Made of the material illusion

self aware illusion

of it

as it

in it

Shiva the destroyer

eats weird bfast

Waiting  fer the ferry to other side

Milky way river styx

Soul  vessel

Frequency update

Occult masonic symbols

A choclate bar 

Called five star three d

Packed im assumeing with nano fibres

Activated buy 5g network 

Fer my national security 

Ya cant live a image

And call it a life

Self conscious trap of psychological prison

All my ancesters are watching

Big swords n hairy dudes


Man made soul live dream time beutifull


What inmates think define ya

In a age of reliable documentary isometric historys cinamotography memory over righting 

Who needs heros n myth to survive

A soul even

Drown the boys at birth

Oh they do it to them selfs

Cos a bunch of pussy whippd domesticated chicken shit motherfuckers

did what they were programed to do

Consensus reality is now the death stroke of this civilisation



Poetry lives the word


Bodhisatva being botherd to show up

Culd be a lions club mind you

My hearts weighd most nights

fat as fuck

Farts with symbiotic organisms

Wriggles inta conversation with super ego and id

Of that observer who seems more fluid n effete

Na we never liked you 

Constantly offend3d

Youll get over it rambo

The christ consciousness is bein

g summond to crystalise this solar round

Bust out the wet wipes theres gunna be a hoe down

Theres a predictive pattern fer this disorder

Called being cool!


Say something.

Got lost and found several moterway cock ups at night with trucks 

10 hours horse ride..not far tho..

Buggerd roads

Buggerd rider

But..due to the generosity n friendly expertise of 10 percent of inn keepers


(Dont trust directions vaugue arm waveing

Terms like left side

Left side

Probably means

 go back the way ya came turn right then left after at mutabravakata priya vinda gaolook drive memorial regesterd emporiam for sea snake fertilisation eco mafia charity for the poor road.

Prey the google satalight returns 

My hair is thinning rapidly

But im lavished with erotic dreams

I gave food to two beggers today

They both looked very fucked off 

At me.

Ya buy something .like a bag of chips

.they ask if you want two

And a combo set

New tecknique at unsolicited loud friendlyness psychic mugging

Stare straight ahead

Freeze em out like they dont exist

Like ya deaf

Dont acknoledge any interaction

Like a contemporary art gallery

Which me n this "voice artist"

Cracker commercials guy

Are gunna frequent tomorra

Na...sometimes there real communication with locals..uber driver 

micro biology yoof grad

Tea shop guy

Only one young lady whole trip

Uni student 

Off to egypt tomorrow.

Gunna make a seperate blog post fer that.

Left my bike way out of mumbai..on moterway by pass spagghetti hell road dark night truck monster ghetto town


Buffet breakfast

Two toothbrush bonus


SINGLE COT widdle feet poke out

Walk awsy from plenny hotel managers

Such wankers most some

Overcharged shit holes with no grace or hospitality

Its a economic man bitch controll drama


Im fairly versed in th  whats reasonable..


And there usually many 

Id rather stay with a good person in a humble place

Than a arrogant offocious fat ass brahmin scratchin his balls 

Stained grubby t shirt ...dont look up from th wwf wrestlimg..

Taps a calculater at me as communication

Anyway..may all souls reverberate with th occilation of the supreme consciousness

Thats what i said to the seedy dark guy

Wanting to sell me real good hash

I repeated myself when he offered me the real good hash again

Mind you

I had just stirred the nescafe in to the sweet milk at the coffee shoppe

I can see why a seamy crime drama spiritual romance noir could be written here

Its got a broken  dangerous beuatifull deceit glamour vibe

Like...some thing could come up thru the sewer..(probly does)

But could befriend n save ya  too.


Yep everywhere on the planet is a nexus of ts own stain n story in the human creation

Were living software waves ...