The needle tears a hole ( Read more... )

Can you lie next to her ( Read more... )

"So you take a picture of something you see ( Read more... )

 Black Smoke rises up
The dead of heat on a winter’s night

A crackling of a fire softly burns

The fresh smell of the new rising from the old

Now tell me Blackbird, as you rise into the air

Tell me what have you done tonight?

Destruction leads to creation

The ashes are its proof.

For once, I’m not drunk and I’m not sad.

There is nothing ( Read more... )

Welcome to the many erratic, irrational, and sometimes utterly shit scribbles of my life. This is a journal that I have kept throughout my entire life. Some of the things here are writings that I copied from my hand written journal from middle school, however, most is the past 5 years. I realize that a lot of it is just emo ranting and ( Read more... )

Pour out my heart and soul
All together corked in a bottle. 
Art of a liars thorn 
Worn In a strangled throttle.

"Vacancy" reads above
Non-invested dirty water
Another mud hole binge after hours. 
Was it worth the hangover-bother.

He was my brother
He was my friend
Why should I care
I'm too drunk to be bothered. 

 Its been three long years
but still I feel just as empty as ever
missing the most integral parts of myself
And I've come so far.. just not, not to feel at all.

So I am writing you this letter
But it will burn before you get to see
It will never breach your eyes 
For my pride I will never compromise.

My little Angel, eyes of tragedy;
I guess I expected a ( Read more... )

Four O’clock, so much for good mornings ( Read more... )

"If you want to see the rainbow then sometimes you have to endure the rain."

What is it about thunderstorms that holds a person captivated, like the inner child trapped within by the deep and darkening breath of one of natures most powerful, most unnerving, and yet most amazing beauties.  Like a child who can't resist jumping in that puddle after a ( Read more... )

The Philosophy of Love 
Written By Harry Heimdal (July 2005)
Rewritten/adapted into an essay by Jason Basaraba (July 2006)

The foundation for the thoughts behind the following are not my own, I am merely expanding on and reorganizing them into a more coherent documentation of thought. This being said: Thanks to Harry for allowing me his thoughts to ( Read more... )