To my Left and then to my Right |
The comparison of a conscious mind to an unconscious mind is unequivocal. The conscious mind is subject to reason, opinion, and understanding; where as the unconscious mind is slave to its own unconsc...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 04:54:00 PST |
Liver Spots |
Sleeping is the only death I wish to embrace repeatedly. To feel the warm smooth carress of sleep as it massages your every particle and gently nestles you into an unassuring state of pure motionless ...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 10:14:00 PST |
Forget Statistics |
Forget Statistics
Forget my reasons for writing in these things. Nothing personal is ever worth really saying on here. If anything, these blogs are just alteregos, personalities that I create to ...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Sat, 18 Nov 2006 09:21:00 PST |
Saul Likes It Hot |
Shrieking, Saul ran back into the bathroom, clenching his chest, his heart pounding and his knees breaking under the weight of his fear. "Leave me be. Leave me alone. Get out of my house motherfucker....
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Fri, 18 Aug 2006 06:01:00 PST |
Saul the Man, Saul the Monster |
Saul was an old man. Bitter and cold like the winter outside his door. He could feel the wind enter through the cracks in the walls where the foundation had settled a couple years ago. No one knew Sau...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Wed, 02 Aug 2006 06:14:00 PST |
Crunchity Crunch |
Sitting and watching
Coagulating thoughts about you
My wishing well life
No matter how many pennies
I'm stranded about thirty feet below sea level
And when it makes it work
We should all feel the ...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Wop.... Wop... Wop |
Heard the babies heartbeat today. What a crazy crazy thing. I mean in reality its just her stomach right? Well, it's got a rhythm, and its only one not two like we were worried about.
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Shortness of breathe |
Reality is an ever growing tumor choking the very artery blood burning life as i know it. The fabric the satin stained fabric of existence is so remedial and low in and of itself. Maybe there's someth...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Damage Control |
Living legends pass me every single day. These human beings, ape descended carbon life forms so outstanding i feel instanding and out of common necessity. woe is he woe is me woe is the battle for all...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Time is long and presemptuous |
Pace is a motive of life's evolving tapestries. I love time, ultimate equalizer. And so sharp in its vengence and so slow in the same sense. Smoking gets me by and by and high and wide open lined out ...
Posted by Saul O' Mon on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
