...they really, REALLY are! We can go on and on with a smile on our faces feeling the "universal source" all around us and pretending that we are all beautiful at the core...But the way we REALLY feel, at least 78.9% of us (you know, the ones who have not had it all "peaches and cream"), is quite another story. And frankly I'm tired of it. I give ( Read more... )

So, how about that war on UFOs? Didn't you know it had already starter? Yeah!! For decades now! Atrocious isn't it? I mean, they are probably quite friendly. Certainly FAR more advanced that we wan imagine! Civilizations upon civilizations of enlightened beings. Some say they are violent...that they feel no remorse in killing. I say, they probably ( Read more... )

Really all I want to do is write write write until the stars fade. Truly, there is so much I can transplant on paper, the mere thought is a load I must cast off. THe constant chatter I hear creates incredible scenarios. I must be living in AT LEAST 56 other dimensions all at once!! For that is how many realities my mind has conjured in time. ( Read more... )

I have no Idea what that title means ( Read more... )

You always know when fall is at your doorstep because something happens that throws you for a loop. Smething shatters you on the inside, or maybe you just start feeling cold all of a sudden, for no reason at all. For me it's the dull ache of a place I've been before; familiar whispers of melancholic feelings in the night...clove cigarettes and ( Read more... )

It's a strange and alien feeling to log on to your old livejurnal account, reach your page and find "This user has been inactive for 90 days" stacked all over the background. I suppose it's a clever way to notify anyone who cares that something may be potentially wrong with the inactive user...they may have lost their laptop, or they may have been ( Read more... )

"I feel as if I'm sailing into darkness" --Iris Murdoch

The only regret I could ever hold in life is that I may not have lived it fully...That I sacrificed freedom for silence, and desire for conformity.

A thousand deaths I would die if, looking back upon the shores of life I saw but a shell of what I could have been.

Hmmm....what to say? I logged on hoping that pehaps just jotting a few things down might clear up the status of my mood...even to me. All in all I can say that things are progrssing in life. I have a goal set to ace all my classes this semester. So far, my classes have proven to be of my caliber. I should ace them all. I am particularly excited ( Read more... )

Is my writing too monotonous to you? Well, choke on it! Do you find me cruel and unyielding? Deal with it. I am facing my demon when I face you. I battle with abstractions all day long. They have horns and swords and crosses on their necks. And they hate my writing. They find it stale and overdone. I'm killing my demons when I kill everyone I know ( Read more... )

I pulled the bug out of my wine so it could fly. It's drying off now...looking at me, I think. It doesn't even have a mind to thank me. That's ok. I'm playing God and it's fun. I'm blowing gently on it, helping its wings dry. It looks ahead. It cannot remember how to fly. Just wait till you're dry. Just wait till you're dry ( Read more... )