There is a lions face carved into the asphalt out side my work, you can only see it from the cameras, and only in the rain.

Small increments in a larger disaster ( Read more... )

There are times when the things that we believe in a rocked, sometimes shaken and even cracked. There are times when even the deepest realities in our psyche become less then stable, ground to a fine dust, in essence destroyed. The loss will always be there but the world never stops turning. This time, this moment holds nothing but potential. We ( Read more... )

Small indications of what is sometimes become more apparent then overt attempts to hide the reality. The truth is that I love you and you are not ready yet to love me. We were completely in love briefly but then reality fell into place right in the middle of the dream. Every thing fell apart. Not ready to let go I asked for the dream back, and I ( Read more... )

This is what defeat tases like, this sinking pit in my chest, lost and devoid of reason or direction. don't be surprised at the content, when have I ever posted while I'm happy? this is where I come when there's no other outlet. I'm pretty much fucked. I'm put to the boards and I'm pretty sure that the people doing it think that they're teaching me ( Read more... )

The pain has been very deep of late. It won't be suppressed so I need to dig underneath it and expel it. It has been a very violent emotional experience. It took some one I love telling me that it's ok to hurt, but that I was hurting her to make me see it. It seemed so easy for her to walk away from me, I didn't understand how some one could just ( Read more... )

I have tried to write this three times now. Beginnings are always the most difficult, they can set the stage for every thing that happens after them. The beginning was magical, something which I had not felt in many years stirred inside me. We talked for what seemed like hours about freedom and the stars, About how curious and confusing the actions ( Read more... )

She hit town like a rose in bloom
Smell the sweet, sweet perfume
The color faded and the petals died
Down in the city no one cried

And in the streets the garbage lies
Protected by a million flies
With roaches so big they got bones
They moved in and made themselves at home

I say nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll
Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll
I'm ( Read more... )

I am nothing without your touch my love
I am nothing with out your kiss
To spend each night in your arms my flower
Is this mans idea of bliss
To not hear your voice each day
Is to die seven times by gods wrath
If I was any thing but human
I'd be the water in your bath
Till then my love
... Ciao

-Prince (under the cherry moon) 

My roll is not the one that I had hoped for. My suspicions are reinforced by minor circumstances which present me as the one on the ouside; stepping in occasionaly for a moment or two of amusment before being reminded of my place. I am on the edges of vision and unless I wave my arms I am not noticed. It is true that I am accepted in many tribes; ( Read more... )