my thoughts on hell |
if the christians are right (which they aren't) about heaven and hell, i've come back from the underworld. it is a scary place down there; lots of assholes and fat pricks. and the music...oh the mus...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Sep 2008 16:06:00 GMT |
human emotion (excerpt) |
(from the unrevised essay i wrote the other night On Death. more to come.)Many complain about their hardships, but what must be realized is that with every hardship, the worse it is, the better that ...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 14:37:00 GMT |
the kid and the man |
The red rusted-over bars surrounding the playground keep the kids pegged in happily as they slowly and sometimes quickly slide away into the world only to climb back into childhood. Sand at the bottom...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Oct 2007 23:26:00 GMT |
madame |
* Jim walks into the parlor decorated with triangular obtuse paintings and figures carved of stone, images of spear-wielding monsters fending off invisible forces. Like his past lives he sat down in t...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 22:12:00 GMT |
AMERICA'S COIN SYSTEM IS TEEMING WITH EVIL! |
America's coin system is teeming with evil.An essay by Ethan Heller.Please go and fetch yourself a quarter, dime, nickel, and a few pennies.Now placed them according to color with the heads facing in ...
Posted by on Sat, 30 Jun 2007 01:29:00 GMT |
my father likes terrible music |
God love him, my father had terrible taste in the music during his Baby Boomer young adult years.good things he "claims" to have liked (even though he didn't):-Pink Floyd-Black Sabbath-Bob Marley &...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 19:28:00 GMT |
great night, no fight |
so life up until this weekend was extremely boring and unfulfilling.i wasn't quite sure what i wanted to do.but now things have changed.i found new purpose in so many areas in my life spectrum.take to...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Feb 2007 00:21:00 GMT |
lost |
i basically don't know where my life is taking me.one day i think i know what i want, and the next i'm drifting with the leaves.i wish i knew what to do, so i'm trying to find myself.some lyrics:If I ...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 23:04:00 GMT |
why are we here? |
Monks swiftly lift their heads SilentlyWaiting for their passion to Go homeHome isn't where you live It does not rest where you doPeople doubt magic and voodoo ...
Posted by on Thu, 14 Dec 2006 23:56:00 GMT |
UNTITLED |
when self-destruction seems uselessand lashing out's for childrenand crying's for fagsand brushing it off is impossibleand showing emotion loses faceand being a stone has no meaningand you don..t know...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 12:54:00 GMT |
