"...I was suddenly very aware of the fact that it was me standing up in that tunnel with the wind over my face.  Not caring if I saw downtown.  Not even thinking about it.  Because I was standing in the tunnel.  And I was really there.  And that was enough to make me feel infinite...
    So, if this does end up being my last letter, please believe ( Read more... )

when i think back about why i started writing in here, i can't help but laugh.

context has such a profound effect on the meaning.

i'd like to think i've long overgrown that old personage.  with that said, i'm ready to close this chapter of recording in my life.  it's been a good run livejournal, thanks for keeping the memories.

~> http://phil- ( Read more... )

gonna try to get back into the habit of this.  6 years give or take and almost 700 entries, and i've noticed one commonality: i never write in times of peace.  does that mean things are bad now?  no.  its just a bit of a travesty to never write about the good times

spoke to my stepdad on the phone the other night.  since being away in san deigo, i ( Read more... )

Hands down
I'm too proud, for love
But with eyes shut
It's you i'm thinking of
But how we move from A to B
It can't be up to me
Cause I don't know
Eye to eye
Thigh to thigh
I let go.

it would seem that the ease to which i escape
is matched only by my ability to build prisons.

the post finals weekend of pat&oscar's, zohan, stranger than fiction, COOKIE MONSTER, block-party clubbing, old friends and new, hooters, fried chicken, fondu, beer, ice cream cake, rock band, dim sum, swimming/hot tubbing, baskin robbin's, hair, more beer, chicago and new york style pizza, more movie... FUCK YEAH.

summer's jus gettin started.

i found my moment of honesty today
i was having a conversation w/ a ucsd alum/friend
after telling me his plans for the coming year,
he asked what mine were

i've been asking myself that question a lot lately

but rather than have nothing to say,
everything i never even admitted to myself up until that moment
poured out like a river:

"i think its peculiar ( Read more... )

this was the first moment i've had to breathe.
and that's not at all been a bitch.

i'll write soon enough. 

Something felt wrong about being a Human Bio major.  not to put-down the fact that about a fourth of the UCSD population is majoring in Biology and that it’s entirely its own lifestyle here, it’s just that there was  something not-so-satisfying about the whole thing.  and I’m not saying its not challenging, I’ve found myself frustrated and ( Read more... )

"/a tremor for death
ivories that sliced sedatives in half
relief in the rhine
washed away regrets
and let char before he
carressed the ground
dear artist you will rise again
a last abaresque in faint fashion."