ok you non-post responding people, you have only yourselves to blame when I shut this down again for a year. But first I'll change my photo to me in a thong and pasties and just post and post and post all over your nice little active journals. Til your eyes geiser blood. And when you develop a facial tick any time you hear the words "live" and " ( Read more... )

Mist we are, breathed into a span of time ( Read more... )

crystal tears fall ( Read more... )

5 worthless things ( Read more... )

My ginormous ass is going on a diet ( Read more... )

It's 2005, God how the sands of time hiss through my fingers. I'm well pleased that 2004 is now only so much ink and history, and that new lands lay ahead. For me, a return to college. I'm applying to the Columbus college of art and design, come the fall. I love to sculpt, and by the glowing review of my portfolio, I have been deemed worthy to ( Read more... )

All right, time for me to make my anual appearance. This time I intend to stick around and post more often. Much to your detriment. I've been watching my soul rot out. Don't know how or when it started, just that my daily existance has grown more and more lonely and pained. I'm thinking and taking steps to return to school. Most probably CCAD in ( Read more... )

wheat and tare
gold harvest eternal
hissing scythe parts
the stalk and the kernal
withered husk falls
sifted from grain
fire burns one
the other remains

dead seeds slumber
in earthen hollows
faith and hope dream
of a new life to follow
come the cold and the dark
come the light and the rain
from death unto life
and new grain again

Not that there is going to be anyone reading this..... But here I go again. I really hate all things cyber, I'd just as soon go live in the wooods, and with my disposition of late it might be the best possible choice. Since we last left Luckey....My dad had and recovered from a massive heart attack, and triple bi-pass surgery. I'm now the care ( Read more... )

Seems like it's huricane season on the spiritual plane. Nearly everyone I love is going through some manner of trial, and I'm not excluded from the mix. I've seen so much of life's dark valleys. It seems like a far off dream to walk on the sunlit mountain peaks. I know they're there, I just have no idea how to get to them. Up, to be sure, but ( Read more... )