Vino loosens the tongue. Stay awake into the early morn. Feel feelings again. Uncover them then bury them again. Ignored, yet under constant scrutiny. Reach out.

l'amour interdit

Long time no see . . .
In a world of twos always a one
wishing for a stupor in a world gone mad
yet always the same
the fourth dimension slips away
pixels are a poor imitation
for demon chasing
stopping the starting
deaf to the call
hidden

So I am up and down. I can't seem to forgive myself. I know I need to stop thinking about the past so I can finally live in the present, but I feel like I have done a lot of stupid stuff. Can I ever really redeem myself? Who is the person I want to be? Well . . . I suppose a less fearful one. As I examine my actions, often I act out of fear or a ( Read more... )

Do you know that moment? That moment of knowing? Where you see all around you to which a moment hence you were completely blind? Out of the mist your soul emerges from its slumber. I grasp so firmly that you leave me behind. NO! I am tired of wandering and stumbling. Stubbed toes and bruises become deep gashes over time. This is no moment to make ( Read more... )

What do you do when you have destroyed all of your chances? How can I have a future when I have singlehandedly destroyed everything I had going for me?

Always lost.

I now realize why I have such a hard time relating to music in the way my director wants us to. I have never experienced postive romantic love and I do not believe in god. Toss in that I am rarely happy these days and . . . well there you go. Only the really bazarre songs and well Kowu seem fun. Add in that he is really mad at us all the time. In ( Read more... )

You must follow this link. I think it may, surprisingly, contain a personal hero of yours.
http://www.cocoakrispies.com/cerealstraws/

If you find me let me know. . . . ha ha. Anyway so class has started again. Something seems different about it . . . sweeter. Learning things again make me feel more like a real person and not simply a machine. I guess realizing that the time to move on is coming is fresh in my mind. It is starting to scare me a little less. Not that it should, ( Read more... )