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Starpunctures

You better leave the stars alone.

About Me


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"In my Father's house are many rooms..." -- John 14:2

"The finest act of seeing is necessarily always the act of not seeing something else." -- M.G. Cafiso

"Thus one craves what by seeing one has in fact not seen." -- Lazlo Ferma

"Whoever you are, go out into the evening, leaving your room, of which you know each bit; your house is the last before the infinite, whoever you are." -- RainerMaria Rilke Rilke: Selected Poems

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"Songs remain. They last. The right song can turn an emperor into a laughingstock, can bring down dynasties. A song can last long after the events and the people in it are dust and dreams and gone. That's the power of songs." -Neil Gaimen

My Interests

Grey.
Winter.
The lonely sea.
Dusty books.
Paper and ink.
Sad Songs.
Long rainy nights.
3am long distance phone calls.

I'd like to meet:

Neil Gaimen, but I'd most likely throw myself at him like a weeping schoolgirl.

HP Lovecraft. He makes good stories.
Alan Moore.
Count Duckula, a very hip vampire.
Dream, who I'm madly in love with. Despite the fact that Neil Gaimen made him up.

Oh, and emotionally unstable people who like to inspire a vast array of reactions inside this vacant heart of mine.

Music:

Where's Neil When You Need Him?
I play that a lot.

Movies:

Darrio Argento, I love you.

Television:

Twin Peaks.
Count Duckula.
American Gothic.
Heros.

Books:

House of Leaves.
American Gods.
Stranger in a Strange Land.
Less Than Zero.
The Sandman Series.

Heroes:

My Grandmother and Grandfather.
My mother.
My daughter.

Rasputin

My very own Jack Burton.

My Blog

now I know what Iraq smells like...

It's not a pretty smell.   Zombies can be very easing on the heart. (thanks, always hits the spot)     Quite amazing, crazy or not. I like crazy though. Crazy pulls heart strings, and s...
Posted by Starpunctures on Fri, 08 Jun 2007 09:51:00 PST

the stars don't tell the future, they tell stories...

Regaurdless of years of lessons. There still stands an ice queen.   Vampire/Victim. Sure.   I reread some of my childrens books recently. I think it helped me understand myself a little bet...
Posted by Starpunctures on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 11:56:00 PST

"Strange"

"There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away the things she won't remember and that she can't even let herself think about because that's when the birds scream and the worms crawl and somew...
Posted by Starpunctures on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 09:49:00 PST

"If the stars embed like nails in the ground"

There is a man on the top of the highest point on earth. He's reaching for that moment before he gave into desperation.   There is a woman who rests at the bottom of the sea. She is dreaming of t...
Posted by Starpunctures on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 03:49:00 PST

ship

"know" is a strong word.   And only a few of us can really exchange a word like that.   In my sinking ship, here I stand. Those who "know" me, they know. I don't place white flags, or run ar...
Posted by Starpunctures on Fri, 18 May 2007 02:02:00 PST

s.o.s.

Its going down.And I may be going down with it.Angry ocean, welcome me.Ah, the sea.
Posted by Starpunctures on Mon, 14 May 2007 06:03:00 PST

"we kill everything"

You dissapear like you came in.Suddenly and with impact.And I sit and wait for rain.For the smoke to leave my heart.Cinders still burn in my dreaming.You dissapear.I wait.And somehow...I still feel li...
Posted by Starpunctures on Sat, 12 May 2007 09:35:00 PST

Dreaming

I use to dream this often. I think it may have finally died.   I'm staning in an outdoor hallway of concrete. It's pouring out and it's nighttime. The city lights are glowing in the rain. An oran...
Posted by Starpunctures on Wed, 09 May 2007 12:21:00 PST

pawn takes queen

A death in the heart.I carry on.But the namesake lives and haunts.Dreams of eyes without a saftey circle.Grey rooms and blade runner is on the small televison.Connections to people made of the same du...
Posted by Starpunctures on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 02:21:00 PST

honesty

And it lay to rest in a pile of glass and cinder.Occasionally twisting in the hot desert sun.This is what honesty brings when no one wants to believe it.There will be no more striving for answers or a...
Posted by Starpunctures on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 07:01:00 PST