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gusto57

it's gusto time kids-let the party begin!

About Me

son. brother. uncle. student. teacher. soldier. activist. journeyer. philosopher. artist. musician. writer. poet. funny. handy. friendly. simple. complex. imperfect person striving for moment to moment perfection in the hope of gleening the truth through enlightenment.

My Interests

everything

I'd like to meet:

everyone

Music:

anything with heart

Movies:

all, but the hollywood shite

Television:

i don't like comercials

Books:

i can read

Heroes:

my mother. my father. my brothers. my sisters. jesus christ. muhammid. budda. bill hicks. john lennon. jackson pollock. martin luther king. miles davis. george carlin. jim morrison. lenny bruce. jimmy hendrix. ernest hemingway. jack kerouac. george l. jackson. stanley kubrick. stevie ray vaughn. maynard james keenen. pablo pacasso. vincent van gogh. salvador dali. charlie parker. elvis presley. willem de kooning. alexander the great. everyone who fights the good fight to get through this world.more to come

My Blog

new shite

bar rail vibrations on the rail pale in comparison to the vibe i felt before you bore get up off your knees don't appease you whore there is no testament for sacreligious attitudes it is a false c...
Posted by gusto57 on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 09:05:00 PST

praying drunken style (.6)

morning seven o' clock a.m. no reason to be up the banana on the table is dead like the rest of us a drink sounds lovely along with a few smokes the fuck of it is there is no one to fuck a song on...
Posted by gusto57 on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 08:17:00 PST

praying drunken style (.5)

frustration a glass half full, a glass half empty the glass in front of me is nothing that chalise is shit like me consumption little, tiny start, the bottom growing into a festering blister slow,...
Posted by gusto57 on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 08:11:00 PST

praying drunken style (.4)

just business baby i'm talking to myself in the freezing cold unharmonious shit that is life people stare at me at six forty three all i do is walk down the street live, live, live baby, live jus...
Posted by gusto57 on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 07:50:00 PST

praying drunken style (.3)

sevin o'clock my time stops my dream keeps changing the world around me is strange time is gone, time has come time is blown, it's time we are alone and nothing can complecate this the springtime in t...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 02:50:00 PST

praying drunken style (.2)

no one looks at me and says anything they smile a conjole laughing all the way i call bluffs out of town out of the way but nothing everyone's uncomfortable surely they must know me as i know myself n...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 01:30:00 PST

praying drunken style (.1)

it is i longshanked with behind protruding in my heart i feel nothing but pain excruciatingly digging and destructing to fall apart you are something to behold to follow to the designated path and amb...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 01:21:00 PST

another one almost lost

it's unwritablewhat is to sayi will try i want to understandwhy is the first questionwhat i want to feelrevelations bring togetherand tear apart the me withinlittle shite i through together many a moo...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 11:54:00 PST

a little lite reading

i've been finding old notebooks around the world (this one was in the trunk of my car). i wrote this a few years (?) ago during the dark days........a meditation on death. no biggie.the only morality ...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 31 Jan 2006 11:52:00 PST

a short, simple poem

inspiration's a bitch inspiration is a lady who lives down the block in a back alley of my mind sometimes i look out my window to see her walking an imaginary pet that i wish were me bmg 03...
Posted by gusto57 on Tue, 17 Jan 2006 12:30:00 PST