Full-Time Panda

“Full-time” is a concept I never really thought about, even as I was applying it to myself or people around me. Like being the Old person in the room, no one needs to discuss. Maybe it’s because today we’re blessed with Life Rules: Doing anything that gives you money at least 40-hours in a week = full-time. Parents not working, and instead solely focused on raising kids = full-time. Going to school at least 12-credit hours = full-time. Whatever you do full-time with your life is supposed to be important. It takes a portion of your daily potential, concentrates it…

An Edited Self

Centered, a Centered Self was the first title I tried. Worldly, together, not too sanctimonious. Maybe true, in my room of instruments, the tapestry and swirls of incense. Brands of laid back peace and all truth told, I roll a beautiful joint. Trust in the meaning I make from the smoke. Your skin IS too beautifully brown to risk forgetting your ID. How ideas and viewpoints transform and change. The privileged fucking arrogance of even having an ID, a talisman of luck until it isn’t. It’s easier to slip into thinking time is the enemy. Fuck you, 2018! News, a…