Nothing is what anyone says. All this world is, is a mirror facing a mirror. We exist in that one 2-Dimensional slice of time where the images meet. It's all so trivial and beautiful. Let's hold hands and go galexy skipping. You know.. like when you throw a flat rock on water and count how many times it hits before it sinks. Before it settles ( Read more... )

It's getting darker.. the air is dense, thick with moisture.. thick with tension.. Apprehension. I don't care about anything anymore. I'm so care free. My friends care way too much.. Sometimes I just wish they would let me die. Drown in vomit. Pass out and never wake up. I feel incredibly horrible about their obligations. Feeling like they ( Read more... )

Readers should try to generate the following mental pictures to verify for themselves the logic of the preceding discussion: imagine looking out in space to the distance of our Moon. Imagine the complete observational shell that surrounds the Earth at this distance: a 2-dimensional spherical shell of radius (approximately) 240,000 miles, or about 1 ( Read more... )

Why do people smile in pictures if they aren't happy? Why are people compelled to stare at other people? Why do they play music in doctors offices? What are accidents? If you were in space, how would you tell time? Time is a concept. Life is a concept. If people dream in color.. whos. to. say. your. not dreaming right now? When do we wake ( Read more... )

I think I need to find religion or something. ha.

I want to cry.. I want to go somewhere alone and sit on the ground and cry.. but I can't. Theres something about inevitable situations that make me unable to express appropriate emotions. When do I ever though. Theres people all around me. If it were a movie it'd be one of those muted scenes where all you can figure out is whats going on inside ( Read more... )

The suns setting behind that distant island, the one i've been feigning to go to, the sand is cool in the shade, I haven't arrived there yet but I anticipate the feeling.. I'm in a boat propelled by depression. I know it. Ha, I feel like if I went to a doctor they would say "whoa your beyond depressed kiddo" and I'd smile. The kind of smile ( Read more... )

You think it's sexy. I'm dancing to my favorite techno and your laughing at me. We're smilling. We're smiling going over the jamestown bridge. Your thinking about jumping off it. And I'm looking at you wondering whats hiding behind that smile. Ecstacy makes you do crazy things. I don't think- your thinking right. I don't think- I'm thinking ( Read more... )

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Mr. Menihan is quite the live journal topic.. So I'll continue with that ( Read more... )