MEXICO is A PISTOL AWAY |
So my imagination stands for Mexico, and I am deadly serious; The time to pluck is at hand. This is the name of adventure: Stick less, forge ahead and rest through peace.ai ai,Alex
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 20:00:00 GMT |
yadda yadda yadda |
I need to quit my thing; the kids on top of the staff are sending my mind somewhere it doesn't need to go; it went; it needs to come back. Time has been served, resume fattened, on the road again. I'v...
Posted by on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 23:08:00 GMT |
quick notes and I don’t know why. |
I've little to do with today, or any day save for private spheres at once widdled and afloat, more social than anything but washed in death. Dance, for the dead and in an old style. Keep it graceful. ...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 13:28:00 GMT |
April 12th 2007 |
There are,and wewho plunge at the abyssand set outto a land of saying-We are there, andonly slowly throughout-as we are so often,in our conditionplacelessly here,therein andspit from the jawsof the mo...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Apr 2007 20:12:00 GMT |
Blanchot "When dying will be to escape death" |
Only- as verbOpen, as cut openChewing on this:"When dying will not be to die, but to transform the fact of death and when the effort to teach us not to deny the extreme, but to expose ourselves to the...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 20:35:00 GMT |
