the front of the line is the point of the spear is the pressure what spills at my fingertips |
i thought i was an orphan
but i realized behind me stands a man
i have never known but know so well
whos loins i have decended from
i did not come from nowhere
his right palm is in the small of my bac... Posted by on Sun, 11 Mar 2007 15:07:00 GMT |
self appointed |
to whom it may concern:it has been long awaited, i fear...but after much deliberationand calculationand computation of identifiable ramificationsi have reached a decision.i have decided to be a man.th... Posted by on Mon, 25 Dec 2006 06:13:00 GMT |
what we have been doing |
i ask you to come because i know that you can i invite the ones i am inspired by we value the time we hold together we press the envelope we cross through many perceptions we pierce the viel of our ... Posted by on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 03:06:00 GMT |
secrets and pomises, echo session .1 |
we all have a secret life secrets are powerful things like all powerfull things the capasity of your secrets is determined by your perspective of what a secret is answer me in a congruently ... Posted by on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 22:52:00 GMT |
it comes in waves |
in your exploration of trends and complementary reports, have you ever come across a seer...that is to say a prophet, of sorts? like that kid in high school who started wearing cargo pants for some r... Posted by on Wed, 22 Mar 2006 02:41:00 GMT |
the beauty of pain |
its really a strange feeling,
this sort of realization that you have channeled something....
something good.
im sitting in the kitchen of this very strange building...
directly to my left past th... Posted by on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 02:14:00 GMT |
whos mind is it anyway? |
so i lured one of those little monstersdown the lineto the place between my two mindsand locked it there with a 'c' shaped clampand with sickening pleasurei shoved an ice pick through its batty little... Posted by on Thu, 10 Nov 2005 14:39:00 GMT |
stupid cartoon bats |
i was in the bathtub this morning holding a book that i was too tired to read and i got to that place in my brain where you get to watch your thoughts your conciousness caught by the paths of elect... Posted by on Tue, 08 Nov 2005 18:55:00 GMT |
the dodge out of hell |
and whip there i am standing on nothing again or viciously clean glass suspended and not falling clear down to the nothing that is behind the earth "i see right through you, mother earth" i shout to ... Posted by on Sun, 06 Nov 2005 15:25:00 GMT |
cloudkissing |
there is a sound in the corner to my left just above my head where i sit and press these buttons it sounds like a cinder block wrapped in a duffle bag being drug across uneven pavement bu... Posted by on Sat, 05 Nov 2005 18:56:00 GMT |