it's just plain wild to suddenly remember both of them. worlds and epochs and a maze of lifetimes ago...

it seems i'm a bit addicted to the internet. so, every now and again, i mite as well act like it. by writing things like this ( Read more... )

"What else do i remember? Everything and nothing. So much happened to me that, in the end, I found that I could no longer take anything in (tho, if you had read the postcards I sent, you could be forgiven for thinking otherwise because I filled them with the kind of jewelled details I knew my friends would appreciate). If a fellow traveller ( Read more... )

roller coasters, as in theme parks, don't usually get me sick. but after these last few days, i think my body's simply in shock ( Read more... )

hi there ( Read more... )

any day now
how's about
getting out of this place
anyways
got a lot of spare time
some of my youth
and all of my senses on overdrivei paid for the effect, but never signed up for this level of consequence; of coincidence ( Read more... )

"kingsley had told me a little of the history. how, by looking into a pool of water, man first became aware of himself. he spoke of the myth of narcissus, and this strange, bittersweet love affair we have with our own image; how all mirrors are only copies of that first pool of water, gathered up, bound in glass. framed. 'do you think they like ( Read more... )

oh fuck it's been five years ( Read more... )

burro di arachide con cioccolato

i'm currently employed as a chef at a breakfast/lunch/cafe joint with an international cast of dozens. it's fun, and confusing. i like that everybody who works there is from some other country. claiming america as my 'home' renders a much-welcome demotion to simply, also, being from "somewhere else..." but i mite try being a security guard ( Read more... )