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Of little signifigance...
I just realized how small and meaningless my writing is. I have little reach when it comes to poetry, I feel like I actually could reach some cosmically important concept... but no that's too hard... I'll stick with the moon, the rain being born and poetry. I think I'm sick of being so superficial.
( of a translucent substance ) -
I am glad
to have become. -
Confusion
so much. it happened like a storm. Unexpected, and overwhelming. I'm not sure which should be the most real to me. I can feel the physical effects of it too. I have to stop looking for meaning that's not there. Stop it stop it stop it!
I feel like a broken rubik's cube. -
Dear Abby,
I am thirsty, and I really want to write something magnificetly genius but I've been bombarded all too oft with the truth of my in fact, non-genius. Especially today. It's so sad. Nobody will ever ask me to sign the inside cover. Poo poo on the world. I think if I my skin is ever to see the silky inside of that business suit I really want I better ( Read more... ) -
le poetry
meh... I'm still alive.
( raindrop mechanisms ) -
I just decided.
Man I really don't like it when shows have to smack you in the face with comedy, I like humor that makes me proud when I get it. I look at "comedy" shows right now and all I can thin is... 'sheesh. that was too easy.' -
Man am I a dork!
I just revisited Romeo and Juliet, I read Mercucio's "Queen Mab" schpeil and I fell in love.... Again! Mercucio is so totally bodacious! -
Courtesy of the Discovery Channel
at 1 AM
"A world without science is a world with out explosions."
way to be.
pat pat.