In The Wee Sleepless Hours |
I often think about non-thinking creatures, well contemplative; and how easy they have it- they merely and instinctively 'do'; and they live or die by how they 'do', not how or what they think- it's s...
Posted by on Sun, 25 May 2008 23:12:00 GMT |
Ode To JACK BURTON |
Well, the way I see it- when unforseen problems or unwarranted agression, or the worst-lookin, stinkiest degrees of humanity throw themselves in your path; you just gotta just say ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 20:33:00 GMT |
I see... |
'Things', devoid of a condition once called humanity; and now with the mindset ("Fuck All Else Besides Me",) of a single-celled organism behind the eyes. The eyes are vibrantly bright, opaque, and two...
Posted by on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 17:18:00 GMT |
Sell It, Sell It All... |
You can start by selling your ideas, your creativity, and your talents. Sell your possessions, right? -fuck it....Sell forgiveness to the people that have irreparably harmed you. Sell your...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 19:14:00 GMT |
Feelin Genuinely Vindicated.... |
Yes Yes, John Barleycorn is sything the harvest.... I chronicled it, now it is so. And I'm feeling contented. Contented in the alluded sufferings of a former kindred friend of m...
Posted by on Wed, 28 Jun 2006 03:09:00 GMT |
FLOWERS, ICE CREAM & AMERICAN FLAGS |
I would just like to let it be known, and written, in case you didn't know, that America, and more importantly, Americans, have pretty much lost all freedom. Media mediums like Dr. Phil, Oprah, ...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Feb 2006 15:49:00 GMT |
Ladies; Gentlemen |
I have become a man... The lascivious details will be available for some...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
I HAVE THE ANSWERS YOU MIGHT BE SEARCHING FOR |
If anyone actually finds their way to this, i will be surpirsed.
Anyway, here you go... (I suggest you take this with a fine grain of salt, but don't dismiss it that quickly either)
Their is...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
WRETCHES! |
That has become the unanimous term to describe the O.C. inhabitants...... wretches. Vile fucking clench-jawed pompadoured vermin......
Your thoughts?
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
Prisoner |
I am a prisoner. In my own room, i sit, twitch, fester, ache, moan...as if it will somehow help. And they say i have problems... staying put away in my room; or disappearing from day til morn.
I ca...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT |
