I greet the day, leaping over gaps of time and strolling passed primitive boundaries. I come to an edge; a pen in one hand, a sword in the other, and I contemplate which piece of weaponry to use for the day. With the stroke of a pen, my words can cut open a wound of imagery. Ink pours out of the wound, and is staunched with papyrus, staining the ( Read more... )

Fuck you.

XY chromosome holders, XX chromosome holders and hermaphrodites alike ( Read more... )

So it seems the thing to do these days is quote lines from Chappelle's Show. I should keep count of how many times in one day I hear "I'm Rick James, bitch!" or "OOKKAAAYYYYY!! YEAHHHHHHHH!" (Lil' Jon)
Don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy the show, it just gets old.

( Happy St. Patrick's Day )

The sooner, the better.

I sit in my leather chair, in which I have once flown, basking in the solitude of my pleasure dome. Rushing sounds are shooting out of the speakers. The aromatic smoke of the Indian incense does a dance of sin around me. My position during the night has prompted a sting of pain in my neck when turning to the left. I ( Read more... )

A trivial pursuit to inscribe jealousy, paranoia, curiousity in the whirling winds of change.. of thought. Obscuring my adulation to to hinder preexisting pretentiousness and masking any lustful notions. Obvious or oblivious?  The jazz lady is singing "I know it, I see it, it's loooovvveee." Eros [Cupid] wears a blindfold for l-o-v-e is blind, my ( Read more... )

Lazy, apathetic, indifferent, lethargic, dilatory, shiftless, unmotivated, lackadaisical, procrastinatory.

I'm trying hard not to look at the minimized bar that reads "Biography Resource Center..."

Jubilant sharecroppers are planting bundles of joy in the crevices of my teeth, inducing a spat of epilepsy. Flatulent petunias are riding my train of thought to the Pantheon that is my brain. They speak in a grandiloquent manner, expressing their magical mantras to inebriated geese. "Savour the sweet taste of insanity ( Read more... )

The ability to assert one's thoughts and feelings and to construe another's are qualities not to be taken for granted.