Freedom from Dignity |
I am a surreal phantasm trapped inside a madman's dream, created by a delusive educator who failed to conform me into an institutionally approved human being.
An unachieved prospect whose mind became ...
Posted by Allison on Thu, 08 Sep 2005 03:03:00 PST |
and so it begins... |
For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation.
Rainer Maria Ril...
Posted by Allison on Tue, 30 Aug 2005 03:21:00 PST |
moments you miss |
listening to old shit i hadn't taken out in a whiledrinking down this whiskeywhen did it get to be 6am?oh man, i walked for so long, the bones in my ankles were tearing at the skin dressing them, but ...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Love |
"even the strongest have their moments of fatigue." ~ Friedrich Nietzsche
So many times in my life I've seen people say they were in love. Over time, I've come to realize tht my version of love is far...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
no more |
wanting to find a place & nbsp; & nbsp; i think i need to getto lay my -----&n...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
my parameters |
twenty-three years go by
and not once do you come home
to find a man sitting in your bedroom
that is
a man you don't know
who came a long way to deliver one very specific message:
lock your back...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
learning to live through the horror that is my life.... |
When you walk up to an empty office building with glass doors, and it is dark inside. The sun is falling straight down, diving like a king-fisher. You get closer to the doors and peer in, trying to lo...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
never really wanted to grow up.... |
When we were kids, we would ride our bikes home from school, turn into my driveway and jump off, legs still pumping. We'd run out behind the rows of identical suburban houses and crash into the scaggy...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
dreams.... |
That wasn't the future you saw.
I know what you saw because I've seen it too. Yes, I know it seemed so vivid and clear, but it was just in your mind. Yes, I know it doesn't make any sense, and no, ...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
in love.... |
I like treating Thursdays like they are Fridays. Thursday, I treat you like a queen. I wore my nicest sweater for you and only started drinking whiskey and falling alseep in bathrooms after you were g...
Posted by Allison on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
