spring cleaning |
spring cleaningthoughts of unholymind, mind yoube so kind to letmesweep the cobwebsfrom my own?...
Posted by Dustin Neal on Thu, 15 Mar 2007 08:09:00 PST |
pour out, poured |
a glass can only spill what it contains.
Posted by Dustin Neal on Tue, 16 Jan 2007 11:35:00 PST |
the flames tickled heaven |
all morning the pine trees in our front yard took the much-needed shade to the burn pile, each tree that pleaded one last stand with cracking and popping found their fate. chopped, mangled, split, a...
Posted by Dustin Neal on Thu, 03 Aug 2006 05:51:00 PST |
family |
when you get the chance to sit back and think of life, on what you have been a part of, and what you have missed, it seems that what you missed could have been better than what you got to have. i wis...
Posted by Dustin Neal on Wed, 19 Jul 2006 09:54:00 PST |
3:17 a.m. |
my days and nights are so mixed up. i can't sleep at night because i sleep all day. i sleep all day because i study all night... or something like that. it's 3:10 a.m. right now and i'm wide awake. we...
Posted by Dustin Neal on Tue, 27 Jun 2006 01:16:00 PST |
yeah... |
i want the new underoath album... now.
Posted by Dustin Neal on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 02:33:00 PST |
art is confronting the Holy |
at the age of twenty-one, one can only write so much, one can only paint so many pictures. you will not find some hidden meaning here; stop looking read this for what it is. this is not a poem, the mo...
Posted by Dustin Neal on Wed, 12 Apr 2006 10:35:00 PST |
yeah... |
i've never used this, guess i might.
Posted by Dustin Neal on Tue, 11 Apr 2006 05:29:00 PST |
