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Deep Depression

In Loving Memory of Melissa Mae Fernandez Reguindin - de mortuis nil nisi bonum

About Me


Many miles I have walked,
though I know there are many miles still,
ahead of me a twisting taunt
tests my resolve, tests my will



We inserted words/into spaces in the rain.

-from "Heroin", by Charlie Smith

My Interests

...and the secret priests would take great Cthulhu from His tomb to revive His subjects and resume His rule of earth. The time would be easy to know, for then mankind would have become as the Great Old Ones; free and wild and beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men shouting and killing and revelling in joy. Then the liberated Old Ones would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy themselves, and all the earth would flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom.

-from "The Call of Cthulhu" by H.P. Lovecraft

I'd like to meet:


Anyone and everyone... period.

As I was walking up the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today,
Oh I wish, I wish he'd go away.

Music:

Devil mosh and club hits and the shit in between.

Books:

Heroin and Other Poems - Charlie Smith

The Best American Nonrequired Reading - 2004 ed. Edited by Dave Eggers

The Stranger - Albert Camus

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe - Douglas Adams

Welcome to the Monkey House - Kurt Vonnegut

Heroes:

The guy in the sky with that giant pie... mmm pie...

My Blog

To all the Girls...

to all the souls i ever hurt,touched once, kissed, then abandoned,to all the girls i ever loved,held a few times then betrayed,i'm sorry.now there's no one else but the memory of youand this lonely pi...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 08:30:00 PST

Myspace Ads

They use our information here to customize the kinds of ads we see.   Lately its been too real.  Today a few were for poetry... and rehab.  "Bam bam, watta bam bam..."...
Posted by Deep Depression on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 05:19:00 PST

Some words to let you know how I am...

Slipped off the wagon, but got back on.  Don't know where I'm goin', but I know I'm goin' far.  Sorry I haven't called, but I do wonder how you are.  I'm back on the wagon now, and I'mm...
Posted by Deep Depression on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 07:49:00 PST

I drank my heart away 300 something miles from fremont

I took a drag and put it outthen reached back for another one.I was singing songs as I drove awaythen thought about a forgotten one.It was getting late on the interstate,as I traveled through deserts ...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 04:54:00 PST

Black Spectre

A black spectre hangs low above my bedIt sulks 'round and 'round andFills my mind with dread. A black spectre hangs low above my headIt stalks and swirls and waitsFor the day that I am dead. A bl...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sat, 02 Jun 2007 09:02:00 PST

Dream Sequence (or the art of merging lanes)

I'm sure there are parts of my past that I've either overlooked or forgotten.  I know there is a chunk in time, during freshman year of college, when I was raving and doing X all the ti...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sat, 05 May 2007 09:29:00 PST

Aggression (or the lost art of changing lanes)

I wake up before sunrise, while the air is still cool from the night before, put on my jeans and black hoodie, and get out of the house within ten minutes.  At five o'clock in the morning, most p...
Posted by Deep Depression on Fri, 27 Apr 2007 04:44:00 PST

Dear Mr. Vonnegut

I hope you finished up.  I'd hate to find out someday that you had an unfinished manuscript buried in a corner of your study.  I loved "EPICAC" and "All the Kings Men".  For a while, I ...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sun, 15 Apr 2007 10:01:00 PST

Consigliere

I've been inspired through my telephone.  Toldto listen to Culture Club, Siouxie and the Banshees,and freeway directions I no longer need, I'vechanged my name: Consigliere. Does Heaven have a ghe...
Posted by Deep Depression on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 05:49:00 PST

CocaineX

Cocaine trails reminisce a ten minute tripOn a white sailed ship and a loosening griparound whats real, amid what lives, against what kills.Whats happening now that the noise is gone?The lig...
Posted by Deep Depression on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 12:35:00 PST