the only one i can ever love |
i left behind on monday. we cried for 20 minutes on the aeroplane. we couldnt let go of each other before she got into the car. i walk around listlessly when she is not here. I am not complete without...
Posted by .forgotten. on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 05:27:00 PST |
aeorplane hallucination |
Black, black,black concrete.Landscapes:Shopping plaza'sMega-MallsSuper centersGasoline Re-filling stations,Super grocery attached.All lined upfighting a useless fightagainst each otherAll crashing ato...
Posted by .forgotten. on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 05:42:00 PST |
absence of nothing. (2 ) |
When I meet you. When I am in front of someone new. All that goes on.All that seems to register. Running through my skull,in circles, over and over.From beginning to end.What will you have to say of m...
Posted by .forgotten. on Mon, 12 Feb 2007 10:01:00 PST |
Absence of Nothing (Entry one ) |
9 Images of refinement. Of enlightenment. Of knowledge. Of awakening. 9 images of not being able to see. 9 images of a life after death. Of an idea.Of pain, healed. Of hate (of ones self ) 9 images...
Posted by .forgotten. on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 06:44:00 PST |
Tea |
so i am drinking Xia Ku Cap tea. funny it looks like weed buds. but it tastes so delicious. :)
Posted by .forgotten. on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 12:43:00 PST |
Time |
Searching everywhere for answers. Until your alone. And the noise calms you begin to understand. It is in the hibernation that i feel most welcome.If i could only stay there for ever. In a warm shell....
Posted by .forgotten. on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 12:32:00 PST |
possibilitiy of nothing |
sometimes the brain makes an error. sometimes you live it over and over.
Posted by .forgotten. on Fri, 26 Jan 2007 06:42:00 PST |
Selection from " A Madman's Diary " .2. ( Idiots Prevail ) |
Consequence of something.Something rounded. Something that is an incompleate line, fragmented. Not so perfect.You realize how things are once you have been through the situation. Until it is all too l...
Posted by .forgotten. on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 08:10:00 PST |
Selection from " A Madman's Diary " .1. |
Down a hallway, through corridors. A maze hidden behind the throbbing mecca of the consumer waste-land.From the abyss, from the coldness of infinity, we can see the entire universe across. Backward. S...
Posted by .forgotten. on Wed, 10 Jan 2007 07:48:00 PST |
Fever... |
This fever has enveloped me. My pieces encircle me, finished or not, they come to life in a way, hauting and terrorizing my mind. what the true meaning of them is i dont know. i dont understand them m...
Posted by .forgotten. on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 05:25:00 PST |
