As I went down in the river to pray
Studying about that good ol' way
And who shall wear the starry crown?
Good Lord show me the way

O sinners, let's go down
Let's go down, come on down
O sinners, let's go down
Down in the river to pray

It's not what you think, but, I've been thinking of getting baptised in the Mississippi River.

The cry of the city like a siren's song ( Read more... )

2011 is going to be a great departure from 2009-2010.

There must be something wrong with me. Am I really that fucked up that two times in a row I'm going to sabotage myself? What does it matter to anyone around here...why do I even think twice...no one else does. I should just shut my brain off, take my big dumb self to your house and leave my high heels at your doorstep. Yet...nothing. I go home ( Read more... )

This semester is going to be overwhelming. I went to the kick-off meeting for my consulting project. What a bunch of uptight neurotics. God, I feel like I can't breathe in that building. Everyone walks around in their business attire with this forced air of importance. The rooms are filled with tall blonde-ish boys with frontal lobes as heavy as ( Read more... )

I had the most disturbing dream last night. Sometimes I have these apocalyptic dreams that leave me shaking, even though out of dreamland I can see how they begin to sound silly. I am not scared, just amazed at my brain's ability to conjure up these horrific scenes. This one was about some kind of germ warfare, there was a terrible disease ( Read more... )

"The old ways are dead. And you need people around you who concur ( Read more... )

The way things have been rolling have been in my direction. You know how people say they have to "find themselves"? Lord knows most people, myself included, have used that at least once as a reason to break up with someone. Well, I feel I am finally walking the walk instead of talking the talk. Bye bye, fog ( Read more... )

I'm so sick of idiots. I'm so sick of middle class white kids who get Tupac tattoos. I'm so sick of Subway customers who waste food. I'm so sick of people who have six kids and don't live on a farm. I'm so sick of people who call to make small talk. I'm so sick of people who can't handle being alone for a short while. I'm so sick of people who ( Read more... )

My throat feels like champagne. There is a funeral being held somewhere inside the past. I can't believe how much life has to offer in every aspect. It never ceases to amaze me how many cycles I can complete and still end up where I started, knowing nothing at all. I have new dreams these days. Dreams of very tall, green trees. Clean air. Sweat. ( Read more... )