"What is the sound of
one hand clapping?" asked the man.
"Haiku hi-five!" *SLAP*

Everything's forseeable. Everything has already been foreseen. What has been fated cannot be avoided. Even this boiled potato. This fork. This chunk of dark bread. This thought, too ( Read more... )

1. Someone knocks on your door at 2 am, who do you want it to be ( Read more... )

Answer them with truth ( Read more... )

MUSIC REVIEWS! YAY! I haven't done this in a while, but it's not because I haven't been digging through piles of random music, it's because winter in Michigan is a lot like what I imagine purgatory to be...grey, blank, and slowly maddening ( Read more... )

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01] Is there someone who you like at the moment ( Read more... )

I've been taking those random spam-emails sent out by spamming robots and turning their seemingly nonsensical mystical brouhaha into seemingly sensical mystical Haikus.

I need to come up with a Haiku Kung-Fu style-name for this kind of Haiku. Spam-Fu just doesn't cut it.

Any ideas?

I have this idea ( Read more... )

Seven syllables
Has only five syllables
Haiku irony.