the vision that was |
Though in progress, to soon regress. underlining negitive, quickly discarded. replaced by moments in time, of joy, pleasure, and true experience. hard is letting go of those you don't want to. bu...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 04:26:00 PST |
LMFAO cake or bed |
A HUSBAND IS AT HOME WATCHING AFOOTBALL GAME WHEN HIS WIFE INTERRUPTS,HONEY,COULD YOU FIX THE LIGHT IN THE HALLWAY?IT'S BEEN FLICKERING FOR WEEKS NOW.HE LOOKS AT HER AND SAYS ANGRILY,FIX THE LIGHTS NO...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 12:29:00 PST |
old Mr. Fletcher |
shut off the tv and peal on the sunday gloves. and i'll stain the clean that you've been counting. old mr. fletcher passed by here today. after 40 years of toil he just up and walked away. fantastic t...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 01:32:00 PST |
for the shortness of a word, the war was lost. |
how you speak says only half of what you are trying to say. and then not even that. you read lips and minds you have the golden mile. to read what the body says is devine. but how do you mute spoken l...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 11:54:00 PST |
hollowed out |
holloed. no core no soul no pain no more,
no pleasure, or thoughts deranged before.
damnaton, and loss with somethng 'm not
. i don't want your sympathy, just leave me to rot.
in a h...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Sat, 30 Sep 2006 02:04:00 PST |
one day we will all become as one |
still blind to what life has to hold yet crious as to what the future has yet to behold. longing for the embrace of the wormth of the earth under six feet and wondering why i hadn't forced my self out...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 04:25:00 PST |
i envy the dead |
is it possible that we hate one person sooooo much you turn out the exact oppisite from them and yet you still absorb every self-destructive pattern that you lothe? does any one even read this sh*t? a...
Posted by THOMAS KINKADE on Tue, 11 Jul 2006 05:25:00 PST |
