Jan 17, 2005 22:13
bonjour mes amis. Well, as you can see i like to practice my french. I hadn't posted on this thing since Vanilla Ice was still cool, and that was because I think it's pretty dumb that people like to post very personal thoughs, like this one online. See, I was pissed off at my sister for posting my personal life online... Still am, actually. Anyway, la fille danse avec le proffesseur. Elle pense que la vie est facile, Il sais que c'est une mensogne. I probably just slaughtered french right there. So I was going to post my newest poem but then I realized that's how shit gets stolen. So I leave you with one of those pretty lines that make no sense but sound oh so cool. I call it word play kicking your ass. Language conquering man than raping him. "Break to peaces"
ha ha.. expecting more... too bad, according to our country I'm not a certified writer, and therefore am a worthless piece of crap until I get a nice piece of paper stating I am a College grad... Yippy yay. See ya in 2006.. i hope... oh no, then comes the masters.. so if you want a line, and you want it to be good, wait till 2008.. and if you want a workshop wait until 2010. Yes, because if you have a passion, it's not good enough. Passion doesn't pay the bills, but you can sure as hell burn your college degree to light a fire, or actually to keep a fire. Passion's not tangible, therefore it's not there to those who don't want it.
I like to write...
So, myth and reality... What do you guys think.. i think our reality is a myth. I mean everything's a myth when you look at the whole picture. Today is real, tomorrow's a myth. The sunset's real, why it's there's a myth.
I think i figured out the secret to a healthy life: What is questioned is real, but the answers are myths.
Holly shit, i need some fucking sleep... I've had like four hours of sleep in three days trying to figure that one out.
anyway,
Pz.