I have scheduled posts. I started setting them up since the close of last month. So... I guess what I'm trying to say is goodbye. Again. I know I've said that a bunch of times. And I never follow through. I mean, I never really leave because I always come back. I don't know what … Continue reading The Holy Ghost
My friends, my fellow writers here upon WordPress. Lend me your time as you read my feeble words inscribed upon this digital wall of letters and light. I want you to know how much I appreciate reading your soul. You allow me precious moments of delight as I experience snippets of your life that you … Continue reading Your words inspire me
See my red dress that was torn during our fall. The tear through spacetime fabric, fight to regain control. I see them all walk by, their noses upturned high. Our cries fall on deaf ears, too proud to match our eyes. All torn down. For no reason, it's not the season. Gather the legion before … Continue reading Enter the black door
https://youtu.be/O_CkA-03AWk Dashboard Confessional - For you to notice I'm starting to fashion an idea in my head where I would impress you Reaching new heights, diving to new depths. Up or down, spinning in free fall. What once was a dance, hearts accelerating and racing. You held my hand as we were turning, and let … Continue reading For you to notice
Chiron is the wounded healer. Charon is the underpaid ferryman. Metatron is the scribe of god. Metatrope is the inspiration of god. Meta is beyond. Metta is a mother's unconditional love. Kimit means thanks. Kiitos also means thanks. So eat up, eat up! But don't forget to express gratitude.
https://youtu.be/Epgo8ixX6Wo Massive Attack - Protection (click for lyrics) I love this song. It demonstrates a different kind of love. I don't care if I'm a girl or a boy, a man, woman or alien. Hell, I'm an androgynous cyborg pathogen from outer space downloaded into this pretty and petite female human life form. Either way … Continue reading Stand by me, or behind me.
I got a new pair of shoes yesterday. I'm so keen as beans to wear them out. Going to stroll around the mountains today. The mountains and the seas meet at my feet. The Calla Lily has a matching mountain upon her ankle. For she is strong as a mountain, I am turbulent as the … Continue reading If the shoe fits
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, through me to smite the shite out of those who have trespassed against us. Thanks for giving me hope and fortitude - my daily bread; and the knowledge it is symbolic of nourishment since I am diabetic and really need to count my carbs. Okie dokie. Espiritu santo, … Continue reading My father helped build heaven, Peter was his name
I really should keep a dream journal, again. I should write in it as soon as I wake. The only thing I remember from my dream last night was to remember the word asphobel or ashphobel or... something like that..? Ashphodel? I don't even know if these are real words. It was the first on … Continue reading Forgotten dreams
via Opposites Attract Challenge #2 Sadje posted a thing. It was a link to the above link. (Hah, already linky-dink-chain-gang.) A writing challenge to produce something that includes not only the word frivolous, but to also include an antonym (or more) in the creative piece. Well I don't know about including specific words and stuff... … Continue reading Opposites Attract Challenge #2
Swinging in the hammock, siesta in the breeze. What connects two mountains or two pillars or two trees. I wrote a post about 11 being the gateway. I can't sleep until I post this crap. About the letter M, and the letter V in between either 1 and 1. I guess the lines could be … Continue reading the valley between the trees
I spent a year awake, I didn't want to sleep. I'm sleeping again, I don't want to stay awake. I'd sleep forever if I could. The world is too sad to sustain me. I want to sleep forever, I'm too tired to cry. In the phase between sleep and wakefulness, where I have the slightest … Continue reading Wake up sleeping beauty
I have no idea what the hell I'm doing. What I'm writing. Why I'm writing. I'm just smacking my brain against the padded walls of the inside of my skull. Thwack thwack - fucking... just be... So, what's the story morning glory? I could be like mother Mary with a blessing in my hole, I'll … Continue reading So long & thanks for all the ghoti
When you meditate and look within, you discover the structure that supports your senses. The sphenoid bone within your skull. Supports your optic orbs and the nerves so you may hear and smell. This guy looks like he's standing on top of the world. But it is the view from above, the superior aspect of … Continue reading Mothman mystery
all i can do is breathe you in. breathe you into my soul. and all i can see is your face smiling at me. and i fall in love all over again. trust in me, as i trust in you. i offer you my soul. confide in me as i confide in you. i offer … Continue reading strange aires
Kestrel relievings My tired family day, genealogy branch I trace the small predatory bird of quietest praise. Shadowy trill, the nosedive thrill. Highest perception of unpronounced skill. Final fantasy destiny to crash and burn upon the pinnacle of man's temple mountain. The trees of life and knowledge are watered by the fountain. Bloody and bleeding, … Continue reading Eidolone Summoning (FM04)
19 january 2002 @ 12:01 laziness reaching a new level ever felt so apathetic and lazy?sure people procrastinate and all, but i've reached an entire new level of apathy. just last night i stopped moving. i just sat there and stared into space. i couldn't have cared less for the world, nor myself. even breathing … Continue reading LJ Archive: Aunt Apathy
"Because he reminded me of someone I used to be," she told him.
Thestrals receiving My little brother, buy me a pony. Oh brother, where art thou? Ride my battle steed. You look up to me for personality. My fame, my name, my face. Tiger blood in this rat race. Mister miser, supplicant, analgin of fan and fair, please help my pony over there. Under the tree, fallen … Continue reading Orpheum Summoning (FM03)
A livejournal entry from 6th March 2002. I had completed the writing exercise by hand on pen and paper, and transcribed it on to my Live Journal. I don't remember why I didn't just do it on the computer, but that doesn't really matter. LOL. blank your mind out, take paper and a pen... and … Continue reading Stream of consciousness