May 17, 2023 - Listening to Noise is Dumb. - Jeffery Page
May 17, 2023 - Listening to Noise is Dumb. - Jeffery Page
Just the facts - May 17, 2023 - Listening to noise is the worst stress you could ever bring on yourself.
May 17, 2023 - I’ve been working on a bunch of paintings. This past Saturday I was able to tattoo one of my old friend Mark’s son who just turned 18. It was a fun wizard in Black and Grey. I realize that I enjoy his group of friends. It’s always great hearing the younger generation and their influences. That are truly based off of our influences. We are living on the shoulders of giants. So on that note I have to get to stacking giant levels of art. So I better get off this computer. Have a great day and Live the Dream. Sincerely Me aka your friend Jeffery Page
Listening to noise is the worst stress you could ever bring on yourself. Don’t stress or waste time on that. It’s pointless. All I am saying that it is crazy. Some people talking can be dumb. Hence, why it’s good to stay focused on the positives. Create the dream to escape the things you don’t want by putting headphones and blinders on.
Side note; Believe in the process. I have and I see it happening. 7 days in and we will keep counting. I have been .
RANDOM THINGS THAT SEEM TO BE PART OF MY NORMAL LIFE:
1) Staying up late
2) Having a messy desk
3) Swearing – a lot
4) Taking hot & cold showers
5) Daydreaming
6) Doodling on everything all the time
7) Being forgetful
8) Enjoying alone time
9) Talking to yourself
10) Self-criticism
Between Toothbrush Paintings. Self Portrait of Jeffery Page ©2020
Slow and steady wins the race or card you keep hidden should be an Ace.
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“Not all words should be spoken with an intensity to trigger others. Yet not all people should. be triggered by an innocent victim”
Page 8-Bit 1977 T-Shirt by Jeffery Page
Stacking chips racks and - Cueball
Verse 1:
Yo, I'm living for a purpose, striving for success
Got my eyes on the prize, ain't no time to rest
Gotta stay focused, gotta stay on track
Taking risks, making moves, no looking back
Chorus:
Stacking chips, racks and gold
Living the dream, staying bold
Gotta stay focused, gotta stay true
Keep grinding hard, and stay anew
Verse 2:
It ain't easy, but I keep pushing
Motivated by my vision, I keep hustling
I stay away from negativity and distractions
Surround myself with success, it fuels my actions
Chorus:
Stacking chips, racks and gold
Living the dream, staying bold
Gotta stay focused, gotta stay true
Keep grinding hard, and stay anew
Verse 3:
Patience and perseverance, the keys to the game
I keep my head straight, and my feet in the lane
I keep aiming high, ain't no settling for less
I keep setting goals, and exceeding the test
Chorus:
Stacking chips, racks and gold
Living the dream, staying bold
Gotta stay focused, gotta stay true
Keep grinding hard, and stay anew
Outro:
Success ain't overnight, it takes time to rise
But with dedication and hard work, you'll defy the skies
So stay committed to your goals, and never lose sight
And you'll be stacking chips, racks and gold, living right!
Listen
Trying to talk to those who don't listen.
Is like standing in the wind and pissing.
Lack of communication is why I bottle up.
Stress relief comes from saying bottoms up.
Taking a note while taking a hit, making a hit.
Never banging so I've never set trip.
White, black, brown, blood or Crip.
I can't stop crazy but that's why I have a full clip.
Chillin' with the homies on the East.
Born on the west I'm the nature of the beast.
A place where the sunsets as holes are filled.
Land of the phoney good looks are billed.
Most are extorted with drinks that are chilled.
While the nieve get passed and drilled.
Coming with dreams leaving with nightmares.
Waking up decades from now still with night terrors.
Watch out for everyone that goes for me too.
Nothing can stop the evil that all beings can do
Corrupt cannibalistic nilistic greedy creatures
You want respect only capitalizing on features.
I drop the knowledge yet I'm not a teacher.
There are many reasons why I am also not a preacher.
Never disrespectful towards any religion. I am my own God.
We are all addicts. I'm not knocking those on the nod.
Those who sacrifice even by buying a bolt on bod.
Those take will especially those who remove their rod.
For my next trick in half a woman will be sawed.
No not for murder just for entertainment.
Probably not exactly what you want to hear too late I just hit sent.
Getting paid by using my pen to pay rent.
The blind eye - Ink on paper 45.72 x 60.96 cm In Private Collection by Jeffery Page
9.11.2020 (Past Post on Twitter) - “Nothing Justifies the behavior of individual to argue with someone about their own personal feelings. If you are not like them you should never think you can think like them.” - Jeffery Page
It’s not you. I know it’s me.
I see the reflection. It can not be.
Looking inside for answers unknown.
Looking for something not shown.
Can I see the light?
Is it just dark out?
I can not be quiet. I want to shout.
Sometimes we are robbed.
Just dust in the wind.
Last one standing.
Is still alone in the end.
It would be better to lose bot to love.
This is to you.
I hope you are looking down above.
There is a party in my closet.
Yet, I’m still hanging with only one.
I sent invites to everyone.
the only thing that could make this party mess is a gun.
I had enough drugs to make it fun.
I took them all even more since you didn’t come.
I’d leave without anywhere to run.
My reactions seem irrational and dumb.
I’d gladly stay if I could feel numb.
Not like a loser or a bum.
Cold nights alone make even the softest hearts callous.
I see the time changing. I know I have to.
The tunnel seems to darken.
Continue on to make it through.
I would love to freeze the moments.
For the feeling that seemed true.
Some of the these tunnels we must walk alone.
In the end it’s up to you.
I just wanted love to have something I never felt.
