Intuintegration |
All that remains is a perverted sense of glee. There is no turning back. Yielding is not an option. Becoming like an open book with no writing on the pages is only the first step. This doesn't mean th...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 19:53:00 GMT |
Gratitude |
It occurs to me that maybe the anti-christ wont be the personification of all that is evil. Maybe this person will be multi-talented enough to share their wisdom in a vast array of mediums so as ...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:21:00 GMT |
Another dead hero... |
Within a month of a half of each other, I've had two suicides occur within my family just within the last two months. So it sucked that much more when I woke up this morning to find out that the perso...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jun 2008 07:06:00 GMT |
Best birthday in quite sometime |
Nothing fantastically awesome happened, it just was a pleaseant and fulfiilling day. Hung out with cool people, went to a tkd class in the evening and ate some solid meals. Only problem...
Posted by on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 22:24:00 GMT |
Warning! Pinko Pastries thrive! |
It has recently come to my attention that the communist threat lives on through its current incarnation of socialist muffins. Blueberry, to be exact (insidious!). Now you may find yourself asking, "Ar...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jul 2007 08:19:00 GMT |
Fucking Champion! |
It's funny to watch someone take a few hits of dustoff and then string a bunch of rubber bands together so that they can pretend to hang themselves. Because no one in control really gives a fuck about...
Posted by on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 12:33:00 GMT |
Rising Sun |
I woke up per usual and did my morning routine. While I was in the bathroom, I noticed myself in the mirror and started thinking about my how face was looking rather simian. This progressively made me...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 06:23:00 GMT |
From whence we came... |
I opened my eyes slowly. Toadstools were everywhere. I can't seem to remember a time when this wasn't the case. Despite this repitition, everything was still unfimiliar. The landscape always changed. ...
Posted by on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 13:39:00 GMT |
Blank... |
Treading this abysmal plain has made me realize that I can get bored fairly easy. I keep trying to remember a time when I wasn't engaged in this activity and can't seem to think of one. Flashes of occ...
Posted by on Thu, 04 Jan 2007 07:02:00 GMT |
Implicit... |
The room seemed to be running out of air. The umbilical-like cords that were running from the solid consciousness' abdomen, were starting to make their presence more and more known. Blindly, it ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Jan 2007 11:14:00 GMT |
