As I've said before, there is a big difference between opinion and knowledge. That which "is not" cannot be known ever. Only that which "is" can. Yet, there is that one moment between that which "is" and which "is not" which is the space between knowledge and ignorance. Seeing something as something is merely the opinion. One can say, I see it this ( Read more... )

It isn't so much that you seek what a virtue or vice is inherently as much as you ask 'who am I?' Not a 'what am I to you?' Or 'am I what is needed?' It's all in the delivery; the speech, the reasons, rational account, the argument, and other such shit. You got all the time in the world to figure that out though. Death is really just losing a body ( Read more... )

Well, that was fun... somewhat. You know, I'm pretty convinced if I started a betting ring for who was going to get laid by whom every time these fuckers get together, I'd be a wealthy woman... Not that I need something like that to be. I mean, hell, I'm mastered in conversions and transmutations. Doesn't take a genius to tally up how fast it would ( Read more... )

The sun's goin' down. It's going to get damn cold in a few minutes. One last smoke for the road and I'm flying this perch. The cancer stick is a fucking joke, but it's just one of those 'normal' things people do and I like my 'normal' things. Fuck magick. This is my justice to the world I've been claimed into - the one I will continue to take like ( Read more... )

Valentine's Day. I hate this fucking day. Time for a story to remember why we should all hate this day ( Read more... )

There are times when you sit up, meeting your surroundings with utter confusion. When your mind reaches into peak levels of chaos, convinced the center cannot hold. This momentary disorientation can be caused by any number of things. Travelling... Sleeping over at another's house... a new apartment. It's all happened to me before. The half-asleep ( Read more... )

I don't know. Sometimes I just get so fucking tired of the same walls, the same faces, the same foods over and over again. Repitition is both my savior and my demon. But I'm not very patient where some shit is concerned. It just gets to me too much that I have to have it move, even if that's me or my ideals. Something has to change. A train from ( Read more... )

I've slowly acquired the last few pieces I wanted for Jinx (and hell, for myself) such as a laptop (was going to buy one of the $20 broken ones on ebay but unfortunately/fortunately a friend broke theirs and decided to replace it, and kindly donated the broken one to me for Jinx) and ipod. I've always liked the idea of playlists for PCs so I've ( Read more... )

We all seem to be doing such a good job at keeping our hands on our souls. Keeping it out of hands it doesn't belong too. It just keeps us busy in the end. In the end, they all think they'll have it, one way or another. I'm in no hurry, and I don't think anyone can blame me for that. No argument. Hands down. All in the fucking timing.

( And I learn every room long enough to make it to the door. And then I hear it click shut behind me. And every key works differently )

I'm watching my shadow every five seconds. I just know that fucker is going to go somewhere the next time I'm not lookin' and then it's all goin' to be over. Right now, I'm sitting on a curb somewhere in the city as the sun shines over my shoulders before it goes to sleep. Watching my shadow. They say that's the doorway into the soul. Your shadow. ( Read more... )