May 2013
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My so Called Death
Have i told you lately about Death? You make me whole and having you so far far away makes me yearn for your presence and nothing compares to your company and all your beauty. Can I close my eyes- see your lips and feel your eyes pierce my heart? your hair’s so soft- Death can understand how a man can push forward even through the most difficult of times. Not sure why i wanted to say...
May 17th
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Wanting to Listen to Somethings
Excuse me, I read your palm the other day, excuse me, thinking about about what to say I read your palm but ended up reading my own. all by myself Wanting to listen to somethings the next lie was approaching but it was truth and it hummed loudly of the truth it was false it was from the truth that it came it was loud, and it could not be escaped it was thought, inside it was loud it...
May 11th
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Self-Help
We aren’t suppose to mince words and my age allows me to be direct so let it be known remember that once upon a time your shoes were mine but mine were worn under circumstance, well time is not forgiving me for my past, presently my actions seem blunt, but there’s a time for the conspicuous. In offense no offense must be taken with being direct- my order of events has come and...
May 10th
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May 8th
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Lemme Know-
imagine that there was a right and wrong imagine the unthinkable the perfect shape and the knot so, tight. Listen to the voice in your head. Constant words linger and fade. Faded, but the loudest are here to stay. Remember, don’t forget- this is not ` the writing on the wall, this is the reading inside the walls. Faith in prayers and the words on the piece of paper speak to you, ...
May 2nd
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April 2013
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“; his creative mode presupposes no body of knowledge external to itself;”
– Philip Rahv
Apr 9th
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Apr 7th
“How serpentine is this feeling of existing—”
– Sartre
Apr 1st
March 2013
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Mar 31st
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SlurpSlurp
SENDING MY SELF TO HELL refusing to see the danger in a situation was a courage that was far gone from the present. Paying close attention to you, lets go- she wrote home, a letter- telling him to not worry if everything was planed the situation would be fine he couldn’t let go of the feelings that he was placing himself in, rhythm Certainly things are never the same, changes...
Mar 27th
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Six Prong Fork
I pictured my self at a table, sitting waiting to eat the meal right in front of me. She was gone and waiting for her, I could see her all around- the diamonds’ bright shine couldn’t blind me. Everybody who wasn’t there was smiling and in the newspapers the story read that they’d gone away- but she had taken him away. At the same time all the adjectives roamed inside a...
Mar 17th
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February 2013
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Feb 26th
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“THE GREATEST MISTAKE YOU CAN MAKE IN LIFE IS TO BE CONTINUALLY FEARING YOU WILL...”
– Elbert Hubbard
Feb 20th
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Feb 20th
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“Men fear death as children fear to go in the dark; and as that natural fear in...”
– F. Bacon 1561-1626
Feb 19th
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KA
It was starting to warm up and promises were being made in an internal monologue, these two lovers told me they were lost- forever it means that, they alone- were together their hearts were filled with the same matter some scars heal and others can’t be forgotten but infinity can sweep beyond standing straight as they always did, they were flexible.
Feb 13th
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January 2013
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Jan 24th
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different place same face-
take me away from here- My trip began when we waved goodbye. take me away from here, It was part of my dissection. Saying goodbye was the best part of leaving on vacation. Vacations mark the beginning of a trip and where we would meet up, you’d never’ve gone before. Packing up all my things was the best part about traveling. Unpacking was such a chore, the catalog of garments and...
Jan 22nd
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“Perhaps this is what I liked best in her, this austere loyalty to her most...”
– J-P Sartre
Jan 3rd
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December 2012
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My Miss
From time to time my thoughts wander and you were not able to be replaced and telling you would defeat the purpose in another world, in another country you will chase me in my dreams and escape is futile- your eyes shine brighter than my eyes could see, and it wasn’t too long ago that looking into the sun made me blind- kiss me until I fall asleep on your shoulder, kiss me when...
Dec 27th
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Dec 27th
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Time Draws
The time had come and had gone. -the here and the now was in present form and adequate but the future was deteriorating times’ presence in the now. Tomorrow morning you said goodbye, and it was just a dream, and you told me to save my prayers for later The air was cool and crisp the wind bit at my skin and remembering your teeth your presence was needed- draw my blood and mark me with...
Dec 26th
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“I’m so deep into my characteristics I forgot who I was-”
– LL.
Dec 5th
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Dec 4th
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“time has a way of making me late-”
– LL.
Dec 2nd
November 2012
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“In the end, however, nothing else was left for him to do since to his horror he...”
– Franz Kafka
Nov 27th
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side missions
time always invited himself even when his presence wasn’t called upon, traveling to get away from time, had made me a lonely person- apart from all the other people my acquaintances had helped me find wisdom by lending their knowledge to my benefits my benefits
Nov 20th
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My fortune had turned
The time was passing me by watching me day by day- going by, it all changed everything- today was my first day as a comedian, it was like the first day honesty’s form became known the time wasn’t taken but it gave the mind something to think about-
Nov 19th
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Nov 18th
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dating death
Everything happens in one direction few things are done once. -everything gets done nothing is left to waste no one dies and who needs not be taken care off by themselves you are the easiest variable to manage, when this began the essence of the script was written- you said you couldn’t and denied the acclaims but now, after all this time your ready, ready to be your end and know...
Nov 17th
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DREADSHIP →
Nov 9th
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“Deeper natures never forget themselves and never become something other than...”
– Kierkegaard
Nov 7th
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-How will they respond under real pressure? -As with all living things… each according to his gifts.
Nov 3rd
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This Third-
She did it to me again and she did it to me again and it was different than the first time, in my mind the single thought of pleasure was present- my thoughts drifted away, from what I thought And when I opened my eyes- my heart was racing her eyes are on me when things came to a stop and things didn’t stop things were different When this all began nothing was known and the gift of...
Nov 2nd
October 2012
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death storm
She walked into the room- slowly the silence blanketed the space, and the noise was deafening, and my ears began to bleed. Her fingernails wore the color, racing down my earlobes- and it felt cool running down my cheek. You didn’t see my emotions, my face, cold with expressions of hate, you didn’t notice my heart was pounding, pumping blood- making me nervous, making me hard to deal...
Oct 31st
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Oct 31st
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Blood Thinners-
A long time ago my childhood was taken away from me by myself it wasn’t until they took you away that we met again under the same sky with different faces my tiny words and meaningless feelings said nothing and kept themselves cool and distant time was tearing apart who it was that wasn’t me and who it was that it could be all my words became useless to myself and everything...
Oct 25th
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“I was about to tell him he was wrong to dwell on it, because it really...”
– The Stranger Camus
Oct 23rd
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Rhythm and Melody
Today there was an accident, and a man looked confused, another was walking away. A memory appeared out of a time when- they experienced an accident. When once we acted like god, when being consistent allows for spontaneity, a frog did not die. To write one must organize, to think one must organize, organized my thoughts of words, organized my words to form my thoughts and realized the same...
Oct 17th
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“the shell must break before the bird can fly”
– -tennyson
Oct 14th
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“find life experiences and swallow them whole. travel. meet many people. go...”
– -lawrence k. fish
Oct 12th
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OH Kay-
She didn’t kiss like the last one remembering that kiss like it was yesterday, our last kiss was forgotten and my memory gets blurry so soon ago. she kissed like from the past- so go on and let me feel the accident of our saliva and the regard came from my subscription funny how we are remembered for the last thing we do and not the first. Funny how kissing doesn’t follow the...
Oct 9th
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“He resigned everything infinitely, and then took everything back on the strength...”
– Kierkegaard
Oct 5th
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“The water’s so cold! But let’s not worry! It’s too late now....”
– Camus
Oct 2nd
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“The truth is I don’t make much distinction between the drawings that I do for...”
– http://blog.bookstorey.co.uk/post/32263050804/quentin-blak Quentin Blake
Oct 2nd
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September 2012
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Sep 30th
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again and now
time, was leaving me behind- What else could happen, we hadn’t seen it all- hadn’t seen the truth and it was a ways off. Now and then, the beginning can be reminisced upon and when you don’t know is one thing but then again in the end it means something too. It was real to feel the first rush, it’s never enough later on and then even later it all becomes harder to see...
Sep 30th
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“As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time,...”
– Camus
Sep 27th
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startimend
Thinking of beginnings and how beautiful things start It dawned on me- how ugly, would this end. Leaning toward getting some more, brought the reoccurring thought of the end- of death, and how the void was engulfing me wrapping itself around my essence. It was far too late, at any point now it will definitely be consuming, it will be the void that consumes, with its lack of essence- and the...
Sep 27th
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Einmal ist Keinmal
first times and last times the mathematics are obvious experience more than once is beloved yearned Añorar ~
Sep 25th
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