Posted on 2006.03.17 at 22:36
I am:
drained
Listen to: Nine inch Nails : The becoming
She shines
In a world of ugliness
She matters
When everything is meaningless
Fragile
She doesn't see her beauty
She tries to get away
Sometimes
It's just that nothing seems worth saving
I can't watch her slip away
I wont let you fall apart
She reads the minds of all the people as they pass her by
Hoping someone can see
If I could fix myself I'd -
But it's too late for me
I wont let you fall apart
We'll find the perfect place to go where we can run and hide
I'll build a wall and we can keep them on the other side
...but they keep waiting
...and picking...
It's something I have to do
I was there, too
Before everything else
I was like you
Posted on 2006.03.11 at 01:09
So my left pinky and ring finger are fucked up.
A half dozen 2x6's fell on them on polished concrete floor at work. It's hard typing with them taped together.
"Acting like two retards running around a room. Eventually one of us will hit a table and stop."
Posted on 2006.02.15 at 21:43
So familiar and overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now.
Embracing you, this reality here,
This one, this form I hold now, so
Wide eyed and hopeful.
Wide eyed and hopefully wild.
We barely remember what came before this precious moment,
Choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside...
This body holding me, reminding me that I am not alone in
This body makes me feel eternal. All this pain is an illusion.
We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. Hold on, stay inside
This holy reality, this holy experience.
Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Alive, I
In this holy reality, in this holy experience. Choosing to be here in
This body. This body holding me. Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal
All this pain is an illusion.
Twirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing.
This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. Remember. We are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.
Posted on 2005.12.03 at 13:39
Posted on 2005.11.06 at 02:53
I am:
annoyed
Listen to: Tool : Reflection
So I finally got another livejournal.
Shit
I have a myspace, which is my main source of outlet. This is primarily for commenting purposes only.
Occasionally I will write random articles of wit and charm. But don't get your hopes up.