The warm rains sounded so real they nearly woke me each time. A tall statue of Osiris stood above. I felt compelled to get up, but I lie there instead as life moves on all around. Chaos in the streets poured out like the blood stains on my clothes. It was the first idea to come from the heart in an apathetic year. I was comforted in my ( Read more... )

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So exhausted I was forced to sit in this stadium, surrounded by old classmates, and listen to some guy conduct a speech on "The useful properties of refrigerator magnets". I drifted off into a dream inside a dream. It was so hard escaping what might be the real thing. Each dream inside dream had aspects of my past and present life. Good and bad ( Read more... )

Still waiting for the stains on my ceiling to dry I realise that nothing in life could ever be so touching and reliable. The boss sounds from the creator storm removed, I find pity in these simple ideas ( Read more... )

If they all were not so busy with inane technology they may have noticed. Good thing for that. An odd choice for a tissue dispenser. How they got there and when I would find the end of it was a total mystery. All I know is I grew very dizzy after a while trying to remedy the problem. It was time for a break ( Read more... )

"I would rather be a hammer than a nail ( Read more... )

A Beatles song dedicated to my weary travelling partner ( Read more... )

I found this link in someone else's journal. Very funny: http://www.bbc.co.uk/leeds/features/living/fun/over_25.shtmlRead more... )

It was all in slow motion, so every movement, sound, and feeling was magnified. It made me want to crawl. Walking didn't have enough rhythm. I could feel my lips growing fuller at the excitement of a good deed. It probably would have been easier to drag this picinic table had I put a sort of wheel device at the bottom ( Read more... )

Have you noticed the pattern yet? Making time for decisions will be a breeze, making those decisions will be near impossible. Something has to be forgotten here. As easily as my memories fade I don't know how to begin to lose this one. The answers made simple on one side, the blissful solutions on the other. The ideas, the dreams may just as ( Read more... )