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Three visible streetlights shone piercing beams onto the cool-wet sidewalk below Kyle. They looked like ordinary gods overlooking an ordinary world with the ordinary frigidness of rulers. The mailboxes jutted out of the earth in ominous stone rectangular prisms. To Kyle they looked as though they were intended to scare away strangers. Kyle was a ( Read more... )

Shortly after she shows up one day at love luggage and doesn't so much as give me a reproachful look the whole time, and in fact is quite civil towards everyone and even softspoken the whole way through,I see her, quite unexpectedly, on myspace.com Wearing my shirt!

The shirt that i gave her!
You can just imagine my surprise.

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Potential Titles Slipping Through The Cracks In Heaven ( Read more... )

The light of the world is fading out like some dusty white candle left unattended in an ancient room all full of cobwebs and old record players. However the light of this world has been well attended to. That’s a promise, I am watching him after all. He’s screaming, screaming, screaming because we crowned him, dishonored him, stabbed him. He’s ( Read more... )

Kyle's just like any other Kid going through that never ending struggle to answer the ultimate question. "Who am i?" The problem for Kyle though is a little more complicated than your average teenage boy. He wasn't worried about his future, his job, his girlfriend, his school, or even some abstract form of self identity. Kyle had more pressing ( Read more... )

What if that strangely golden streetlight really is more than what meets the eye? What would that mean for Kyle when it burns bright as black and suddenly burns out forever? Does that put any emphasis on the three words "Continue to shine!"? Would they even be heard? Or is Kyle really preaching hopelessly to a world that god's forgotten completely

People tell me i'm so damn behind the times but that's just because i've got last quarter of the century blues.

I beg for a time i havn't been alive in since the last time i was alive.

Last quarter of the twenty first century, back when ralph nader was just a political activist speaking for hawaii. Not a fuckin' commie.

somedayipromise9: the following is all buddhist speculation and belief ( Read more... )