so you. |
so you, would like to see me?so you, would like to see me...in pain?and i know you, would like to see me...to blame.well here i am, you got your wish again.i'm looking up the barrel at my friend.to kn...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jun 2009 11:40:00 GMT |
tulips... |
in through light shine foreign trust.like windows leaking beams of dust.through each and every thought adhereto what thine heart does say you must.with each and every labor's born,to live and die, del...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Mar 2009 13:26:00 GMT |
Crazy_High.wmv |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fCaWdx6gVvo
Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 20:24:00 GMT |
This is interesting... |
I am curious...http://kevan.org/johari?name=paul.t.
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 08:19:00 GMT |
in the grays. |
In the grays I see, colors meant to bleed. piercing deeply through the shadows of this life.Enchanting normalcy, how it beckons me, from a place I cannot ever seem to find.So I reach above the mess of...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 17:34:00 GMT |
a widows piece. |
a life less lived may falter here. trusting in what's facile as the answer to their fear.wayward but not steady, aloft and yet so heavy.i can not be swayed or prompted by caprice.timing teases like a ...
Posted by on Fri, 16 May 2008 01:48:00 GMT |
... |
Ah, but am I not already the essence of patience taken past it's virtue. The immortalized sanctuary by which, "the wait" slumbers. Guarding the treasures of endless secrets, lost and found desires, co...
Posted by on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 19:06:00 GMT |
what chaos? |
I do not think I believe that simply because we perceive something to be chaos, that makes it so.All motion has purpose and order. Even if we are unable to recognize it's pertinence, relevance or path...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Nov 2007 01:59:00 GMT |
...ride the Nile. |
I'm trying not to forget its importance.Grasping for the clarity of my thought, as it dives deep into the murk.The experience at hand distracts my focus,to seemingly cloud the memory of what has reall...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Nov 2007 19:17:00 GMT |
Nothing is ever what it seems. |
I see the skies above this place.Majestic orange and fuscia jump from dusk blue hues and misty greys. The tail of the tempest. A reminder that not all is lost to the storm, and often what remains is e...
Posted by on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 02:03:00 GMT |
