A glimmering future. |
"Without a doubt our epoch prefers the image to the thing, the copy to the original, the representation to the reality, appearance to being, waht is sacred for it is only an illusion? More than that, ...
Posted by imerika on Thu, 29 May 2008 08:07:00 PST |
Enlightenment |
"When someone is seeking, it happens quite easily that he only sees the thing he is seeking; that he is unable to fin anything, unable to absorb anything, because he is only thinking of the thing he i...
Posted by imerika on Wed, 14 May 2008 08:49:00 PST |
Posession |
Speak to me.
Speak to me.
From a place you can't encompass.
to be
just be.
be here now.
find me in the dust
of grinded bones and the soles of your shoes
underneath it, Crushed to your dust.
The pas...
Posted by imerika on Thu, 24 Apr 2008 05:19:00 PST |
and the sky is gray |
It is all relative I guess. Watch out the tidal wave is coming. Watch out yo faucet might turn on soon.
Alllllll relative.
Some day soon I am going to need some decent conversation.
&nb...
Posted by imerika on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 08:18:00 PST |
Are you kidding me? |
You can't find it because it was never there to begin with said the sparrow to the weeping willow.
Destroy destroy destroy. It's all more poetic when you're smashed.
Got it. No mat...
Posted by imerika on Mon, 11 Feb 2008 11:22:00 PST |
Everyone loves to know. |
Comment this blog with your name and I will tell you honestly what I think of you. Dont get offended.
***ok so we all know that there were like 12 people who did this before me. No need...
Posted by imerika on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 08:43:00 PST |
Sometimes I can be |
incredibly vain and I think that is a much better state than where I used to be. Progression people. I am so anti-regression.
dig?
Posted by imerika on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 12:03:00 PST |
The beginning of a good thing. |
Something is missing from the grand design. Something is eating people from the outside in, not the inside out. Everybody has it all wrong. They only say it that way because it sounds more poetic. Im ...
Posted by imerika on Thu, 09 Aug 2007 11:39:00 PST |
Light at the end of the tunnel. |
Something started.
Something stopped.
It was my heart made of melted rock.
Crying screaming something fierce.
Something dies when you come near.
It isn't me.
It is a collective "you."
A beating dru...
Posted by imerika on Fri, 03 Aug 2007 11:35:00 PST |
Melancholy |
I have been feeling unusually melancholy lately. I don't know why. I miss what I used to have. Stolen nights of neon, illegal actions and unadultered happiness. I know though time will not stand still...
Posted by imerika on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 09:55:00 PST |
