CHeck out my show on Friday nite |
We're getting down at Martini Room. I've got a new remix to conjunction junction ready to jump off!!!!!!!
Posted by on Thu, 18 Jun 2009 12:02:00 GMT |
reflections |
i want to love before i die.
i want to live so that i know how to love.
so i live with such passion and certainty that
i cant help but see the writing in the history
of my family that i am destined f...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 21:15:00 GMT |
Stormy monday, but thursday's just as bad |
As I reflect on my irresponsibilities, I am taken back along a streak to when I was a child to earlier today. I do not regret the things I've done, but those I did not do. Sometimes it mak...
Posted by on Thu, 03 May 2007 08:45:00 GMT |
Why React? Why Act? With Decisive Certainty. |
Broadcasted to the electricty through the planet,
I lust for the everlasting yester- growing
longing for the passion
of a sunflower.
Everything that I have worked for is on the li...
Posted by on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 16:38:00 GMT |
Much More Peaceful |
I hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving. Things in my life have seemed very hectic lately, but I realized something after spending time with my family thisweekend. No matter what we are ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 19:37:00 GMT |
SOMEBODY ELSES SONG |
Why do I have somebody else's song on my profile? Because I have been at the point where I want to take a bullet for somebody. The end of the road, or the crossfire of the enemy. crossroads. wait,...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Nov 2006 19:45:00 GMT |
A WILD RIDE |
It has been a wild ride across the country the last two weeks. i have seen more in these last 24 hours than most of my friends see in six years. And today was a slow d...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 08:06:00 GMT |
Of Things To Come |
I know you will turn your back on me
just as the sunrise leaves the horizon.
But your scowl is no match
for what you don't know.
If you become prisoner on your
island, look back on its
summer and spr...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:49:00 GMT |
Of Pretty Things |
Awake, my love, and see
our own tyranny.
Arise, my love, and give
us energy like fields
or crops grown among seasons.
Understand, my love, that there is
a better way to see
what the dusk is made of.
T...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:44:00 GMT |
Of Absurd Abstract Concepts |
Why did the light illuminate?
Who gave permission for such a spectacle of
webs and steamrollers?
Which reflection pond will ever
mirror the eruption of a geyser?
When did the cage of traffice ever g...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 01:39:00 GMT |
