( The right of kings, and the power dynamics of deliberate suffering. )

Why do we do things? And who do we do them for ( Read more... )

Not going to lie... I sat on the bus thinking about shooting myself in the head, and only put the thought off by concluding if I survive the night, I deserve a special reward. I hope that bothers you as much as it bothers me. I've been in a terrifyingly pensive mood for hours. When I'm extremely pensive my thoughts turn to the suicidal. It's really ( Read more... )

The skein of my life may be spun up before me. And, indeed, I know this to be so -- I have no more or less time than anyone else. The colour of my thread has been dyed before I was set into the world (and it is blue, moody, powerful, sad) but that does not mean I cannot fight to make my mark in the weaving what I want it to be ( Read more... )

A pensive play. I laughed a little too loudly because it was a little too familiar, too much introspection, too much fear, too much a sense of being put on a course that seems to lead nowhere, and only ends abruptly ( Read more... )

I've grown as a person since I first heard this song. I don't know, I used to think the poem was pointlessly sad, you know, like "what the hell did she die for", but lately I've found myself thinking I know what she died for, and it wasn't a man ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there was a king who lived in a castle. She did not live alone, the castle was too big for that, but high in her tower she had a mirror that looked out over many worlds. She saw many people in her mirror, and sometimes she invited them to come and stay in her castle, for it was very large ( Read more... )

I am blue like steel. Thoughts flash like lightning through my consciousness -- shining light onto something that disappears too fast to be understood. I can taste the thunder, dry and full of danger ( Read more... )

The year spun out and all I really remember is snatched bits of poetry, scattered like ashes through my journal entries. I think I'm really a metaphor, bits of my universe falling out at the seams ( Read more... )

you always make me laugh so much, i laugh and laugh and i'm not embarrassed to laugh too much and to trip and be the fool. i am happy to play the fool for you ( Read more... )