4/4, hip hop and you don't stop.
picking up where we left off, tying up loose ends, my philosophy is to not have a philosophy. doing it is selfish, but so is a trip to the dentist. so is waking up. so is going to sleep. fight me on all of it (because i'm probably wrong). atleast i have something to say, atleast i don't just make lists like you always have and always do. i'm tired of bad lighting, not wanting children, children yanking pearls. explanations, interpretations, writing, reading, breathing, bathing, eating, sleeping, waking too early, learning, misspelling. when you make things i break them. when you're happy i'm exhausted. if you knew what i meant you'd know i'm laughing. the black circles around my eyes are getting so big that i look like i have two black eyes. but make-up is a wonder. faking it. it's okay. it's okay?
i am reading this jewish book and it is telling me how i am just a shell. my body and my thoughts and my "philosophy" are exteriors, and the rest of me (my interior) is just more evil. and the only good in all of us is a tiny spark (the book says the spark is god, but i am re-interpreting), and for certain people, their sparks have been fanned and nurtured into a fire, and for others, (they carry the weight of the world on their backs) their spark has long been out. the ones that see too much and speak too much. no spark.
i will not be at american analog set/the album leaf tomorrow. i will be at cat power on the 20th. there is something to be said for everything but i can't say it, won't say it, and don't know how to say it. what is with my favorite lj-ers cancelling their journals? it's getting ridiculous, guys. but my day was good, how was yours? i've started describing things with the word "superb". it all started in photo when we were learning about some lighting. i said "superb". superb.
i am reading this jewish book and it is telling me how i am just a shell. my body and my thoughts and my "philosophy" are exteriors, and the rest of me (my interior) is just more evil. and the only good in all of us is a tiny spark (the book says the spark is god, but i am re-interpreting), and for certain people, their sparks have been fanned and nurtured into a fire, and for others, (they carry the weight of the world on their backs) their spark has long been out. the ones that see too much and speak too much. no spark.
i will not be at american analog set/the album leaf tomorrow. i will be at cat power on the 20th. there is something to be said for everything but i can't say it, won't say it, and don't know how to say it. what is with my favorite lj-ers cancelling their journals? it's getting ridiculous, guys. but my day was good, how was yours? i've started describing things with the word "superb". it all started in photo when we were learning about some lighting. i said "superb". superb.