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Tin Foil Treatise: A Delicate Subject
Interesting things you could use hemp (the non-getting-you-high version of pot) for if only it were legal to grow here, like it is in several European countries:- Rope (and not just any rope, the very rope that holds the ejected Air Force pilots to their Nylon parachutes is made from hemp)
- Paper (not the shiny white kind you write on, but EVERY OTHER ( Read more... )
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The Story of Everything
I haven't written in a long time. I have words bursting from my brain as if I've reached maximum capacity, and yet I can find no form which fits them all in a nice, neat little row. I ache to pen the next great work that people obsess over for ages, but though I burn for this, it does not come. I have acres of stories to tell, and yet... There ( Read more... ) -
MANIFESTO: Or, How I Learned to Overthrow This World and Build a Better One
This is TOTALLY a work in progress. Expect that this might be added to or destroyed entirely, but know that the underlying principals will never fade ( Read more... ) -
With a bit more clarity
Patience become me...
Everytime we touch, all the things I can't express fill me with me such happiness.
I don't know how to express this, I'm actually befuddled at this emotion that washes over me, covering me as the ocean covers the shore at high tide. You've changed me in ways I thought lost and forgotten, and without being melodramatic, I ( Read more... ) -
Champagne and Cellophane
Daylight from the album "Grand" by Matt & KimRemember the time we fell in love? Remember the days we spent in the parks, the laughter we shared, the smiles we had, the joy we felt in the presence of one another? I feel as though I was not as true to you as I could have been, but I long for your presence as much as I long for air. Call to me, ( Read more... ) -
Vindication
They came from the stars, and they brought with them the old ideals, the old ways. Through pure happenstance--a liberal streak of cosmic coincidence--they had found the technology necessary to traverse the stars, and like a child handling a gun, it was only moments before whatever could go wrong, would ( Read more... ) -
The sickness
Man. Woke up today to find myself shivering, both hot and cold, and lying underneath soaked sheets and on a very damp mattress. I could hardly talk and it was 5 am.
Cursing my luck I promptly went back to sleep and had two terrible dreams where people acknowledged my illness but did nothing to help me.
Then I woke up and the same thing happened for ( Read more... ) -
Confessions
I deeply, secretly, and passionately want to be a rapper ( Read more... ) -
I seek inspiration from all sources
I don't think I can relate on the surface, or even on some deeper level, to what Dead Prez music is about on the whole, however I do feel that there are universal messages portrayed through truly inspired song writing that transcend the barriers of race, religion, creed, nationality, or any other superficial affiliation ( Read more... ) -
Sometimes I worry
And then love bursts in, like a nova of light and glory, and I realize I'm just a pawn.
In the end, love always finds a way. At the end of the day, the pieces fit in the puzzle just like you thought they would.
When all is said and done, love is the thread that binds our world together.
<3
Forever.