The little gate that leads back is forever barred off with half dead plants that feast on human emotion. Do the thorns that embed life and love mean anything to the symbol? Keep them away from the real unillusonized utopia, beyond that little gate. Three steps to the right, one forward to the left. From where you set off is to be discovered ( Read more... )

The unrisen sun reflects on shuttered windows
The drip on an untapped sink
The cold that seeps in
Through every crack but doesn't slitter out
Good morning under one blanket

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Remember that big thing before I left, where music copying online is illegal.. well I decided I'd get in trouble for all thmusic I have and I DELELTED EVERYTHING I HAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh well.. Yay the radio and the cds I do have ( Read more... )

There are subways in Budapest.. also winter...

When Alumni visits: In MY band days, we had to march uphill - both ways!- while playing high C for every note!

I'm mean sometimes.. but not when I visit band.. I played Toccata for band.. it was okay.. I still have no idea.. college should be fun.

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