An entire city holding its breath in unison so as not to disrupt the slow descent of sunlight mixed with beauty in the west. And with little more thought we exhale, but slowly so as not to let anyone else know what we were doing. It matters little though as everyone is guilty of the same thing and feeling a shame that is futile but somehow ( Read more... )

I am incredibly bored, and although I try not to use LJ to rant, I am about to do so. So if you are averse to this I suggest you look away and do so starting...Now ( Read more... )

It was ‘The Annual Heavenly Cocktail Party’ and with Jesus as the host, the margaritas multiplied with terrific speed, and kept coming. Josh had died not so long ago in a rather embarrassing skiing accident and was finally coming to terms with the rules and customs of Heaven ( Read more... )

We’ve tamed these oceans ( Read more... )

"And I ask myself when and how ( Read more... )

Suffering from something we're not sure of ( Read more... )

This movement which has only recently been coined as ‘alternative trading’ and fronted by organizations such as Fairtrade, is in Greg Ogle’s words, “ alternative trading springs from a liberal/moral ideal of trading in an ethical way, of capitalism with a human face”. But can a grassroots movement, reliant on public support stand a chance in the ( Read more... )

Since coming to London I thought I never wrote and that I was bogged down by a case of mental block. I flip through my book now and find so many things I forgot writing, it's as if I have been hibernating these past few months. The following, for those who choose to read it are simply notes from sitting in ( Read more... )

"Snorting thrills through $20 bills
And the tumblers were drained and then flooded
Again and again"

It has been decided. The first song to be focused on in my novella experiment will be "Eyesore" by NFG. Excerpts may be posted.
For anyone who can help or can put any meaning to that song please help me out. ciao.