Immediately I shut up--criticism can really stop you. Listening to good criticism of yourself makes all the difference. Only if it is good, though. Good meaning that it sounds like the words you wanted to tell yourself but couldn't because of your moronic neurosis and self-proclamations that for no good reason you do not want to violate. ( Read more... )

She turned to me a couple days ago in the car and said, "I'm glad you're with her because you're the only one that actually likes her for her." I didn't make eye contact but instead looked in her direction and smiled without a reply. That worried her a little and she suddenly took on a tone of uncertainty and asked, "Right?" "Yeah, I do," I ( Read more... )

And your beauty is just a slap in the face
That's gonna bring me back to life
Back to another sky that's blue
It's gonna turn me into another
Great American zombie -Mark Eitzel ( Read more... )

Words have sounded better left unsaid,
But I must say something, even if only
Something useless and very unneeded.

All life is waiting and what I wait for
Goes away too quickly. Once again
I didn't say what should be said by me.

Holding back allows me to never run out
Of ideas, for it seems if I speak once I
Will never again have a thought to

Most troubling to a student majoring in the futility of English is the question, "What do you want to do with an English degree?" That question hurts--it directly challenges the purpose of your wasted money on the study of language and literature. And really I can give no good answer. Probably I should have the ability to answer that question, ( Read more... )

Physics once again proves correct. All things gravitate downwards. But it works more subtlety than that: all things gravitate to disappointment. My ambitions, my lame misconceptions of the world, my constant quest for confident affirmations, all strive for painful, precarious disenchantment. In its movement towards disappointment, life rarely ( ( Read more... )

Some asshole once said, "Part of freedom is the freedom to waste your freedom." Amen to that ineloquent one.

Nothing GoodI wonder where it all fits in ( Read more... )

Back when whites said nigger more than black people did ( Read more... )

I feel a nebulous desire to write something about my affect during the past two months or so. However, my feelings hardly ever amount to any kind of product. Hopkins had it right when he wrote, "but not I build; no, but strain,/Time's eunuch, and not breed one work that wakes./Mine, O thou lord of life, send my roots rain ( Read more... )