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i misses her... grr.
so yeah, rhiannon's off on the cape this week. i am in short supply of things to do to the point that moh-jjong and some weird christian adventure game for the sega genesis actually entertained me. kinda sad.
on a lighter note, i've been downloading autopilot off... they're actually rather good... or i enjoy them at least, for whatever that's worth.
i hooked up matt's nes today and played some mario and gauntlet. ah, the 8-bit goodness. i need another controller for it, more games and preferrably a new system however. and then there's the snes which needs everything but a video cable... oh well... i guess as soon as i have a job i'm goin ebay bound then.
Expression and digression,
Collapsing themes of one being,
The surface of the inside,
One can’t hide from it long enough to escape,
Or run forever,
Crumbling into dust,
Mumbling of things lost,
Trembling in strong arms,
The things that makes us true,
You just can’t escape from,
Revelation and striation,
Tension built on by vision,
Reality bombardment,
We aren’t meant to understand or see it all,
Or manage to leave,
Speaking of the past,
Being last of all the rest,
Living life too fast today,
Contrived of mission,
That you just can’t escape from,
Destruction and construction,
One risk becomes another,
Fluid movement goes,
The things we do to make it all seem real,
We just can’t let go,
Continuation and recreation,
Two illusions working in unison,
One message shining,
To make us see just enough to know,
But will never grasp,
Back and forth,
Whisper in the dawn of day,
Nothing to say at night’s peak,
Not to speak through the day,
More to say when it’s time,
Seeing just before it happens,
Knowing nothing on occurrence,
Creating self-truths to live on,
Losing on all fronts,
To see the things we’ve missed,
i actually thought about adding this to my huge song of hugeness... but i'm not sure if it needs another part... some maybe i'll write another one... just for the hell of it.
so yeah, rhiannon's off on the cape this week. i am in short supply of things to do to the point that moh-jjong and some weird christian adventure game for the sega genesis actually entertained me. kinda sad.
on a lighter note, i've been downloading autopilot off... they're actually rather good... or i enjoy them at least, for whatever that's worth.
i hooked up matt's nes today and played some mario and gauntlet. ah, the 8-bit goodness. i need another controller for it, more games and preferrably a new system however. and then there's the snes which needs everything but a video cable... oh well... i guess as soon as i have a job i'm goin ebay bound then.
Expression and digression,
Collapsing themes of one being,
The surface of the inside,
One can’t hide from it long enough to escape,
Or run forever,
Crumbling into dust,
Mumbling of things lost,
Trembling in strong arms,
The things that makes us true,
You just can’t escape from,
Revelation and striation,
Tension built on by vision,
Reality bombardment,
We aren’t meant to understand or see it all,
Or manage to leave,
Speaking of the past,
Being last of all the rest,
Living life too fast today,
Contrived of mission,
That you just can’t escape from,
Destruction and construction,
One risk becomes another,
Fluid movement goes,
The things we do to make it all seem real,
We just can’t let go,
Continuation and recreation,
Two illusions working in unison,
One message shining,
To make us see just enough to know,
But will never grasp,
Back and forth,
Whisper in the dawn of day,
Nothing to say at night’s peak,
Not to speak through the day,
More to say when it’s time,
Seeing just before it happens,
Knowing nothing on occurrence,
Creating self-truths to live on,
Losing on all fronts,
To see the things we’ve missed,
i actually thought about adding this to my huge song of hugeness... but i'm not sure if it needs another part... some maybe i'll write another one... just for the hell of it.