Aside from two entries that have character encoding issues due to some upgrades in the livejournal software, my entries are all now private. Sometime I may sift through them and see what I'd like to present to the world, but for now I'm consolidating and looking forward. Pending some trademark and copyright investigations into domain name ( Read more... )

What sort of a sensation is misanthropy ( Read more... )

The trenches, aligned through some biodowsing process completely indecipherable to modern readers, were occupied by zealous partisans from throughout the body. Time passed over the field, completely disregarding the warfare waged in slow motion. It was a war that completely disregarded any sort of established rules I am familiar with, and it was ( Read more... )

The beginning is in the woods in all likelihood. There was a lot of snow that year, but snnow hadn't actually fell in a few weeks, so the wind had knocked most of it of of the high limbs on the trees. Two months below the freezing point also tends to crystalize other things. That was one time I was too spongy or limp or stooped or something and so ( Read more... )

oh peanut butter
thy heady viscosity doth make my throat sing for joy!
my comfortor in times of sickness
my companion in times of health

though palatable when creamy
thy crunchy varieites doth my soul lay to waste
I perish in thine arms of silken protein
love me!

So I've been told that life is about gaining strength, and that more and more strength is what I need. But isn't that some kind of echo of the puritan work ethic? Getting stronger and stronger for some purpose that will be revealed in the hereafter? I don't want to bruise anyone's closely-held beliefs, but I'm alive now... here..... in my room. On ( Read more... )

Little vignettes are all I have for the world. I'd like to call them succint, but I think they're probably just short. A few times a day my soul soars, and then after a few minutes I hit the end of my tether and come plummeting downward. Then there's the impact, and I'm sprayed all across the landscape, vivisected by the infatiguable collaboration ( Read more... )

I put on live music on the stereo, and it's like there is a small, intimate crowd of people with lovely taste in music right here in my room. They clap and make happy noises and appreciate the music. I want to be with them, wherever they are. Probably some small, intimate club or theatre in New York or London. Maybe they would smile at me, and we ( Read more... )

I lifted my head, and for a moment I felt things clearly. Then the feeling of sinking, the heavy curtains blocking out light and everything around me was indistinct again. To my left, I saw that my jug of water had sprung a leak and water was spraying out in a small but rapid stream all along the ground. I leaned back, knowing the sun was in the ( Read more... )

Geographically, I have changed very little since my birth. By the end of high school I had decided to attend the local college (fortunately, the University of Kentucky is a pretty good local college as far as that goes). My parents, certain of where they wanted to live their lives and have their careers since before I was born, had no reason to ( Read more... )