Haseltine Mark Haseltine Rockaway, NJ After much self brought frustration, internal sabotage flavored turmoil, and manipulation, he woke up to find himself trapped at the bottom of the well. He had spent decades searching for answers. He had always believed that he was due and some day would be blessed with some kind of spiritual reward for being a non-conformed member of a parasitical society. However, he felt as if someone forgot to include his prize inside of this crackerjack box that we call life. Old, broken cupid arrows and undeniable fear has left his swollen heart riddled in scar tissue from years and years of living in this insanity. He is at the end of his rope. The tail is now chasing its dog. Catch 22 has fallen into infinity. As he swears to himself that he will turn it all around, tomorrow, forever. As his high hopes were nearly diminished, he felt drained and could no longer dig any deeper. His numbed soul shut down for the count and our psychedeliopathic daydreamer has stopped believing. The forever stretching boundaries of self pleasure sought through chemical dependence and his pathetic petty greed have taken over. An empty bowl of alphabet soup decays with wasted letters that would cry for help if they could spell it out themselves. Haseltine’s tracks Rinse and repeeeeet by Haseltine published on 2020-12-02T03:19:36Z Mutton (stomache ache politics) by Haseltine published on 2018-04-25T05:41:38Z Come on (Impatient Versi0n) by Haseltine published on 2018-03-04T05:37:00Z Might Be at Lindyhs by Haseltine published on 2017-05-21T23:29:10Z Reconnaissance by Haseltine published on 2017-01-31T11:02:18Z Pigeon park by Haseltine published on 2016-12-11T14:27:22Z Faust Arp (Radiohead Cover) by Haseltine published on 2016-07-17T09:46:38Z Safe by Haseltine published on 2016-07-12T18:17:15Z Shimmering Darkness by Haseltine published on 2016-07-12T18:07:12Z