Looking for an excuse to write. |
So, what shall we talk about? The disturbing lack of money in banks in general or the disturbing lack of money in mine, or at least my account.Scratch that, it's shit.So what then? I've be...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Dec 2008 02:49:00 GMT |
An Excuse To Write |
Or; Why Boddingtons is very nearly my favorite beer despite being an ale. Boddingtons is an ale, which normally I don't like. Well, maybe that's putting a bit harshly. I like all beer, an...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Nov 2008 02:32:00 GMT |
today |
today i feel alone, i feel old and tired and alone. maybe, like it's been said, i have an old soul. a soul that has seen too much and been to many places. but why then do i feel so n...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Nov 2008 21:46:00 GMT |
No harm intended! |
Why do I lust for the blood? Is it the young mans prerogative to desire the kill? So hormone inspired that a quick spray and hot spattering are all that matter, regardless the color? ...
Posted by on Wed, 22 Oct 2008 10:50:00 GMT |
Just a thought |
Is it beauty that is painful or is it that pain is beautiful?I don't mean to say that 'pain' should be defined as a physical symptom, emotional condition or objectively viewed affliction. But ra...
Posted by on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 04:24:00 GMT |
A riddle? |
I've found a little truth,in a flowers breath.I've found a little lie,in the woods creak.I've heard a little tale,in the dogs ear.I've seen a little death,in the minds eye.I've known a little love,hid...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 21:03:00 GMT |
Self pity for my sake. |
There are things.Things that make you love. Thnings that make you hate. Things that make you not care. Apathy.There are things that scare you, love you, touch you, inform you, leave ...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Feb 2008 02:48:00 GMT |
Thump-Thump |
This is how my heart beats;Like great tribal drums,Like jungle predators hunt,Like trancendant religious choirs.This is how my heart beats;Like off beat rock stars,Like a junkie smoking,Like blood sho...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 07:14:00 GMT |
A little truth |
**As a way of a forward I must say that I had not intended to post this here, rather I wanted to just let it go and float off into the aether. Another dead thought, aborted just after birth, nev...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Oct 2007 03:34:00 GMT |
No, This Is Not About You. |
I'm sorry if I've loved you too much,I'm sorry if I've held you too dear.I'm sorry I looked at you and saw a path out of the dark,I'm sorry if I was jealous of your light.I'm sorry if I respected your...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Oct 2007 05:08:00 GMT |
