It's been a long time since I wrote to you, but nonetheless I hope you have a splendid birthday. Also it's totally cool that yours is a day after mine.

This blood on my lips ( Read more... )

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I had this sudden urge flow through me and the words flew out my hands as I was breathing in and waking up this morning, well early morning. It's hard to piece clearly, but it is a moment of serenity. I have been so far this week looking over the long travel I have taken and it all was calling out these sentiments I mean ( Read more... )

the whore of burgundy has many sheep
and the sheep have no clothes
but the emperor has plenty of wool
they weep and weep those sheep of no clothes
so old they weep and so cold they hold
The emperor eats these sheep one day and the world is now a bay

A true sadist is waiting for an even greater sadist to dominate them.

It's strange to already be a new year. I don't feel the sort of feeling of birth or a new day. It's more of a continuance from yesterday or last month ( Read more... )

True Zen is the complete unification of the Sadist and the Masochist self. The understanding that the lewd must exist for the virgin to permeated as well. It's impossible for one to be both, but the term impossible is a silly term. A term that means something is permanent. Whether on is alive or dead they are not permanent. The yesterday cannot be ( Read more... )

One day, I wake, and died
The pessimism of the sky eating away at my eyes
The crows nestle quick into my ribs
Plucking the entrails from the bloated fat
And I smile as I watch from hell

To such a heart as mine in a dim room
I feel the turning seas recede
And leave a shadow of nothing behind
My eroded heart beckons the simple wish
to be reached
But I know I can't reach you
But even so I will try endlessly