Why is the crucifix, an instrument of torture, revered so thoroughly?
Sympathy would sooner sway my tears because devoted awe dissuades me.
An eidolon in Jerusalem with a ruptured rapture - haunting.

Picture a fixture wholehearted, lofted, warm.
Now picture that fixture tethered and torn.
What family did live there, did love there, who cared?
What one sent the prayer that left the sun bare?

It's only the reaches of our conscious perspective that I wish to breach.

Warm zoysia grass, nimble lies tickling spines ( Read more... )

Schoo​l shoul​dn'​t defin​e succe​ss!​ I want to play music​ all day, ride bikes​,​ read books​,​ hop train​s and take class​es that compl​iment​ my capab​iliti​es and motivate my appre​ciati​on!​
Boooo​oo

The time had distilled in our hearts and I was left frozen. Idly, in my state of elated shock, I lay on the mattress, with a head propped upon mine. We could have been the grotesque statue-child of some sadistic egos counterfeit faith. Calls from subtle urges became the force that brought my hand to lay its rest on the hair from her head. And it ( Read more... )

Your transcendual existence is vibrant even when I am not dreaming of you. For I am thinking of you in my dreams. Mulling you over, admiring your architecture like I would a fine sculpture and kissing the possibilities as I would a shadow. In our world balance is an abstract ideal, abstract but unsought. Our: the nonexistence that an infrequently ( Read more... )

I've decided I would like a tattoo...somewhere on my left leg ( Read more... )

If your thoughts and feelings influence the world, then they are making me sick to the stomach and rising up the chest. It's so strange observing people. I'm a directionless target, won't you take a shot?
Nope!

Yeah, lj is where I get lame.

I just set myself to fall flat backed down. Little red won't know shit cuz I'm numb in the gun.

I have realized that I am not subtle.