Today I both opened and closed at Hannaford. Without my Anja next to me I had to keep my mind occupied from missing you. So I leave the store and drive toward campus but as I reach it I just drive by so I smoked a little. But, I just kept driving along I didn't have a reason to go back to the campus. Everyone is going to some stupid basketball ( Read more... )

Cowardice and weakness haunt me today they are always in my shadow not a footfall behind whispering my demise amongst themselves just beyond my hearing. I hate them

I read some entries from the people of the world, people I don't know and I just wish that i had the power to destroy everything in my sight to bring this worthless distracted world to its knees and slice its jugular and let it filth bleed into the soil. I want to condemn these humans and their organic meat sacs to ashes with but a thought...kill ( Read more... )

Forgive me when I am quite and I'm sorry when I sleep. My mind gets lost in the eternal fog of thought sometimes and I can't escape but through the sound of your voice. This world sometimes bogs me down and my tires spin in its peoples insolence. I seek perfection and through you, with you I shall achieve it. My mind will open like a flower and ( Read more... )

The all seeing eye it seems a strange set of coincidences, each turn leaves me face to eye with knowledge. Someday I hope to view the world from its perspective that is, what the symbol stands for. It stands for knowledge, it is a symbol of the learned ones, the few "illuminated" human beings among us. One of the things I wonder continuously is ( Read more... )

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I am here with Anja and all is well in my world. It is cold outside and we are warm within. They are mad outside but we are happy despite them. The future is our rising sun precious one and on its amber rays we walk into oblivion hand in hand. May that sun's light never lose us.

I feel like a piece of shit today. But I am going to eat soon but I am already full of anger. There is no constant there is only turmoil in my mind everything is like a weight crushing my soul. I hate my reflection and I hate my failures

Solar lasers! terror from the skies! to the forrest with us!

I am the tree with roots out of the ground, toppled by branches filled with dreams to heavy to carry now In the suns light I die never to have my dreams reach up into the sky I am the worm under the soil churning, chewing making things fertile but not on purpose I am the river running through the forrest with no where to go but forward and no ( Read more... )