Marc Maron - Heartlanders at the Marriott/The God Conspiracy/Spores/Figh... |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRLsS8UTGAs
Posted by on Mon, 18 May 2009 11:50:00 GMT |
Something you should all read about our soldiers |
This is on one of my best friends page who is currently over in germany training to fight for our country, i want everyone to read this all the way through and commit it to memory because i know all o...
Posted by on Mon, 11 May 2009 18:47:00 GMT |
Sweet End |
Cell phone debutantes block my heart from hearing the call. Reading the thoughts of the weak, knowing that they will waste the gift is sadness to me. Rabble of nonsensical youthfulness. Throttling ...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Apr 2009 01:55:00 GMT |
poem i wrote while i was still in washington |
Why do i feel so far away from everyone around me, i feel trapped inside a shell unable to free myself. Nothing i see around me stirs any real happiness or feeling. Only an emptiness inside me, that...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Feb 2009 00:45:00 GMT |
now or never |
Darkness falls over the brightest day ive seen in months. Recognition and acceptance fails me, denial and anger are my co-pilot. Ive never taken death well and now im facing it head on wit...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 13:34:00 GMT |
out of the fog |
Out of the fog the godess emerges, strange emotions, memories and burdens trail behind. making her journey a strange, awful and wonderful one. seen is her form floating across the clearing ...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 02:10:00 GMT |
groundhogs day Armegedon |
As i watch the seconds tick by in the clouds, i ponder the meaning of it all. this comedy of immoral mental cases and missguided souls of innocence. The flow of all this wierdness we call ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 03:15:00 GMT |
Melencholy sunshine |
Im stuck in a dream, its all around me. I cant get out, this real pain i feel within a fog of unconsious rage. Im trapped inside this machine of internal struggle, no windows to see the su...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 02:25:00 GMT |
Coffee |
Sweet nectar, addictive drug.
Craving for the black pearl of delight, Soothing dark liquid flows.
Inhaling the aroma through starving nostrils.
Loving the long lasting and thrilling exstacy of ...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 02:13:00 GMT |
Mocking Morality |
Wind, caressing this wounded earth, loving this fragile land.
Caught up in a struggle between hope and money, one lasting one fleeting.
Know not which will succeed in this strange world of lies a...
Posted by on Fri, 27 Jan 2006 02:06:00 GMT |
