music |
Ganga Giri
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 23:08:00 GMT |
FIREY |
The shocking sound of my own breathawoke me in a sweat,when I found silence underneath my life I WEPTTears of colorful rainbow sheets,pelting down, stari...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 15:43:00 GMT |
my mind characteristically entwined |
Future in deep blue poolsi cannot swim amongst beside yellow evasiveness broodingunaligned , heating up the ground 'neath my soles, day wakinghelplessly taken flight on my wings, carry away to be guid...
Posted by on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 15:35:00 GMT |
for now |
Silence on bated breathtoo alone to be free, yet freedom is a metaphor for the lonely.time travel beyond all rational thought, how do you take your love?small spoonful of sugar once in while?simple? b...
Posted by on Thu, 31 May 2007 23:49:00 GMT |
laugh lines tell the time |
In order to clearly see that which has not been seen is to open your eyes, face the life dream. Laugh lines tell the times, scars talk of war, bold and beautiful words break my fall. Courage under fir...
Posted by on Sun, 20 May 2007 01:18:00 GMT |
Dream Scaping or Escaping - I BEG YOUR ANALYSIS ON MY DREAMS! |
Hey, So I'm a freak about strange dreams, and fairly fascinated with them and I have them a lot. So I'm doing an online dream journal! Here goes. Last night March 30th. I"m in the green beanz cafe a...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 21:18:00 GMT |
WHAT IS SO COOL ABOUT ADDICTION THESE DAYS ANYWAYS? |
I had a strange dream last night, we were running away together, you know getting out of a bad scence, I was leaving and I couldn't seem to take you with me no matter how hard I tried. We were jumpin...
Posted by on Thu, 29 Mar 2007 09:30:00 GMT |
CURRENTLY SHIT |
It never so much occured to me, this thought. Of traffic as horses, as homes as hooves, this world, evolution not only of our bodies, our minds , our souls have become shadows to money, meal replacem...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 22:04:00 GMT |
ADDRESSING MY THOUGHTS EVENLY |
How many times I have walked these streets just to lose sight of myself from behind a building, how many times have I stared up at you ,oh moon, bright and dark sky screaming. Look I am illuminate for...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 21:54:00 GMT |
