https://youtu.be/ocDlOD1Hw9k Heavy is the head that wears the crown. Thus why my head here is bowed. Let's walk around town with me on your head, but I'll perch on your shoulders or ride on your back if you so request. KIM = MEW3, the real final fantasy. (My factual life is metafictious.)
Weaving the wyrd threads into twine. Braid a rope, not a tapestry. The guilt-free is guilty, the guiltless guiles. The accused and the innocent in a tailspin with over some thing, some one thing. No, nothing. No face which to face. I am a far too many faceted being to stick to anything long enough … Continue reading Kitsune cannot explain this
I am everything. I am in everything. Everything is of me. And if I am so far spread across all of existence within the context of space and time... then I'm really not any thing. I have no substance. I am nothing. I am hollow. An ever expanding universe that cannot stop until I succumb … Continue reading I found myself and why it was so hard.
Earth, fire, wind, water, heart. When these elements combine, I create a planet! Captain Kim Kirk, she's a weirdo. Gonna drag the dickhead down to hell- oh! Patron of love, war and sunshine. This reaper is fighting on humanity's side. We're going to go spelunking. Oh, what fun! Now quickly, get into the cave. Be … Continue reading Elemental Writing Challenge April 23
Don't let them in, don't let them see. They don't deserve to be set free. That is what both she and he implored me. Let it go, Metatrope. Can't hold it back anymore. I let it go, all of it gone to the winds and sky. I cried. I was howling. The wolves of winter … Continue reading Combatome, come to get her
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
you don't know what i know you think i'm so confused but i choose to seem helpless so you won't think of me too much you don't know what my heart says it tells me to express my love yes it's true, i do love you but would you turn away if i explained? … Continue reading You don’t know
Has the drumbeat of your heart fallen flat against the line? No more staccato rhythms, only empty echo chambers inside. I am the Queen of hearts, it was inevitable you would end up giving me yours. But I am not without compassion, I do love to receive and to give. I weigh each heart against … Continue reading Where is the love-line with you?
You were never there, Although you were. You blamed me for the rain One day. You tell me you love me And all these other lies. I smile and nod politely. You said you never meant to hurt me, Although I wanted to hurt you. I hated you, Then came down and cry to you. … Continue reading Someone knew
Vala: I have a message I would like to send out there, Mr D.J. Do you mind if I hijack this radio station's frequency? I do have a song request! And a subliminal message I'd like to send. Iso: I'm not really into brainwashing. There'll be no "subliminal" messages or anything here. I am a … Continue reading The goddess squads may keep their gods.
09 October 2001 @ 09:37 >> i don't know what to do with myself last night all i could think about was dying. i was thinking about that movie "stigmata" and how the girl had these nails go right through her wrists. i wanted to do that to me. i wanted to die. and … Continue reading Livejournal archive: I am a stigma
Someone just packed a cone, sparks up a lighter and takes a long drawn hit from their bong. The noise of the bubbles is surprisingly loud and cuts through the silent crowd. As the smoke is drawn from the cone piece, down through the hose, and up through the water filter, the stoner holds the … Continue reading Let he without sin cast the first stone
3 January 2019, 9:58 pm; I was born here. My parents were not. I have been asked many times where I am from, or what is my nationality. I always answer Australian, but the colour of my skin is not white. I am fair skinned, sort of. I seem to cause a cognitive dissonance in … Continue reading HMS on the southerly winds
22 January 2019, 12.06pm; I almost forgot about this! I told the potato man what real manties were. The example he had displayed on his post was of a dude wearing a budgie smuggler. But that's all old school. This (manties) page was around when I was still school. I used to also visit joecartoon, … Continue reading Manties you can wear everyday
Am I the boom gate guardian to the "universal studio"? The synchronicity of all I hear and see appears to resound all around... The ripples through space and time; the impact of our imagined prose as we turn ideas into constructed fiction... I am insane to think that there is any connection between these otherwise … Continue reading Right here, right now.
Tie me down, a tourniquet, The thumping beats thunderous. A flash of electricity strikes Paperbark kindling behind these eyes. Alignments and allegiances... I've been played the fool before. The green soldier betrayed me For but 30 pieces of silver. The owl and coyote warned me To tread carefully for ill was coming. I didn't understand … Continue reading Betwixt these bleeding channels
5 January 2019, 7:26 am; Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for joining me on this morning flight. The ba-ba-bird is the word, and if you have not heard-erd-derd the word from the birds, then this little razorblade vixen would rather cut straight to the chase. I am spearheading Ares' call … Continue reading Dangerous stranger, the Pink Granger.