Friday, December 9, 2011

lipzs

bite them eat them taste them. too much salt in my diet.

Bhiwis

Sometimes I wish I had big breasts, i think id be more attractive with them, but then i stop and realize im just being manipulated by all the sexy advertisements.  I guess i cant just close my eyes and make it go away.

Monday, December 5, 2011

to commit a crime

i feel like a dick, a selfish two minute hard dick, a thief, a drunk, a stench among man ridden with allergies, ready for sleep.

romantic novel

my penis became a microphone and for that moment she was my david lee roth.

romantic novel

my penis became a microphone and for that moment she was my david lee roth.

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Monday, November 28, 2011

sometimes i feel i am waiting to explode the sea's are calm but when the waves come in i will raise the sails and fire my guns in all directions so that i may become stranded upon an iceberg waving like a lunatic spelling out the alphabet one sentence at a time.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

On the world

In between, in between, in a plain dimensional plane.  Moving the horizon, lateral expansion, so says the history machine. distraction again. reaction within. source of direction. means for expression. force of confession. saved in the now.... it is automatic.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Teuday

I know whats going on, because i see what's happening.  I know whats happening, because i see what we have done.  I want to use my brain to pick up all the trash and make it clean.  I don't want to use my body, I don't want to catch no disease.  I can feel the blue skies turning black.  I can feel the bugs crawling up my back, as i lay on the ground with the sound of dust ringing in my head.  All that rust bringing out the red, eating metal like a piece of bread.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Dense featured latex worrisome fortunate

Releasing all energy at all times always at the will of the (k)onstant fall/pull of gravity or resistance.  Without resistance the universe would not align, from molecule to absolute rule, resistance creates structure/definition, without it we are chaotic energy, wasted a million times over by the time a second has passed. As for the third they were eaten by the wolves, until our tables turned and we instead gained legs above the surface.

Mystical rally of individual colors red.  Physical district deranged distinction from anything else.  Held within the color blue the dark purple fade.  Reoccurring fantasy occupied well within the bounds of shade.

Symmetric Friends allow for linear antagonists.  Painting reputations of the past as they float past our eye lids.  The well thought out are too well off.  They live unplanned, they're acting rough.

Sysbro
Terther.

Mofa
Therther.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

loss

It is near, though we will make it through by focusing on memories.

Monday, November 14, 2011

like that...

it is over.

distance designer

frozen under time, mystery is all that is not the present moment.  For there is one truth for the past and future respectively.  The future brings the end, the past brought the beginning.  As far as i can see anything else is merely speculation more or less defined.  a plus or a minus, positive or negative, its this time that is the truth and will always be the pinch of the hourglass.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

daily burdened

i suppose it is on my mind most of the time. Horrible awareness, be it realistic or conjured, i owe so much to so many.  I cannot compare. I am in defiance, able to see but not hear the things behind my back.  Where does this come from? chemical anguish.  distinguished depression. extinguishing the fire beneath.  replenishing nothing but heat, plastic rubber tension at a high degree, isosceles is obsolete, when the music stops better find a seat.

I suppose its floating around me, high frequency, all the vibrations received, realistic or conjured, put me out to sea, in a boat all alone for the meanwhile, ill pass my time counting waves in the fish pile. Attempting to look underneath all the depth, blanketed fear in a can must be rationed, the vision of her as she secretly wept, blankets and sheets in the raft getting action.  everyones doing it, guess i should too, i am as the everyone like you.  everyones speaking it, thats what i hear, best start to throw a mean spear.

I suppose it in the water i drink, from the tap of the sink, through the coal filled filter, its the water that built her.  the unreal disbelief that its me anymore, what i am, i'm unsure, though the source is pure, there is just one cure. at a time i was once hungry, though today my stomachs full, full of whiskey full of gin, full of shit from some old bull.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

up there (where clouds are known as mr. clouds to you)

(a)
we spread our wings, take up flight, you are the wind i am your kite, i see clearly, when i am up high, there is one string attached to me, in the hands of one child, i am in the past.

(b)
covalent shadows of our hydrogen bonds, frozen expansion through lines in my palm, that lake is freezing, liquid water unseen, we're all the ice on top, repelling rising heat.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Slaybles (syllable)

reminding me of christmas, a twisted time of year, reoccurring fiction reminds me of my fears, Sometimes it leaves my mouth without entering my ear, although my prize is pride in what i  come to hear. It realizes, it realizes me, it realize through, it realizes you, its real my eyes said, its real,my eyes said to me, its realizing you aren't all of you.

Friday, October 7, 2011

allone

each more a self than another, each step away from my mother, each pray we prey on each other, each day has sisters and brothers.  worry more, worry more, with a morse code apology.  exponential inspiration biased and broken, Speaking around what is usually spoken.  Seeking the noun, in the game, for a token. Source of death diminished, definite life keeps growing.

hiya!

all fantasy, no std.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Have i forgotten how to indulge or is it that i have become overwhelmed with all the choice i face? I seek no commonplace. i see no need for disgrace, through the sound is crystal, speaking aloud we are bore from the missile, born out of necessity, alive because of my family, chosen to question, each more aself then another, one small step for mankind and a giant step for my mother, myself. am i any diFFFerent? (who ami ask ing?) 111111009-3===-3709639735

Monday, September 19, 2011

truthfully demonstrated

unwise the owl will not be. the lion is prey to itself as well.  together, they are more than less. without we, there are eyes.  without ideas, there are actions.  without actions, there is death.  by design before result, to test before proven, with experience through example, time dependent, space dependent, it may just work out.  upholding the laughing one-eyed c(v)ulture, i may be the branch for now but soon i should feel the ground, and taste the sweetened reward of my time well spent.

Monday, September 12, 2011

turtoryle

i need exactly what i want, i want exactly what i need. i decide all my decisions, i divide all my divisions. i survive with lesser vision, when i decide, choose from within.  regardless, rewardless, i should act as though. satisfaction,  polar attraction, ill expect them both.  aviation, deviation,  swift pulling undertow.  

Monday, September 5, 2011

poste 13

al, ed, ure. we couldn't find it anywhere. the counting leopards let us stare. though we will not allow such things without reaction.  my dreams deceive my unconscious foreign captions.  To be blind again oh well. the other sensations set to sail. relapsing in curiosity, forgetting our animosity, realizing the possibility, reacting aware of what will be. this great device that does surround us we must be a piece.  Its true we're on a frequency, it surrounds us we're inside it.  Make it obvious, don't hide it.  Attempt to find the other waves you know exist, we all have our given gifts.

Sunday, September 4, 2011

i can see it there

as i walk away from my house i see a birds nest on the ground to remind me of my broken ceiling, it is a sign, i must get away.

yet i remain in need.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Epidamnthis (shell)

I guess i wouldnt know what to do with mono or with bed bugs or with both.  Beyond all of this the verdict never tunes electric guitar, it is a crime against the slate, taking granite for more than its worth.  Partys going (to) never stop, we all will soon wake up, though we still wish to close our eyes the sun will change our minds.  Familiar beginning gives us time to redefine reform to kind and helpful beings. Make lunch, make dinner, where did the day go? Fake punch fake hitter, check out the nintendo. damn them bugs of the bed.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Tiemoentationemperature

Religous, self examined head injury, depleting epidermis, momentary muscle loss and frequency of entire events. Like you and I. We are reoccurring within dreams, within reality, through conscious and unconscious being. Through life, through existence its all of the same ideal, all the things you hold onto are real.  be it emotion or something stronger, be it love or what is greater, be it thoughts or what they're made of.  Electricity i suppose, though my explanation's young its a product of what grows. Inside of me, there is a swollen memory, the  recollection of what i've known to be. Despite the hard times i have seen, i feel what i believe, fight for what ive seen, and live to seek out endless possibility.  Para tu and for me.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

whale landing avocado front flip grains of time

Plastic and the telephone wire deduction of oxygen will put out the fire, put out the lights.  Production of water will keep it alive, to define the rights, somehow more will be left over from b3fore.  Growth, wzrost wykladniczy.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

zhin

To sin is not to break a rule or law, but to know of its moral affection and not act against immorality. To be unfair to the world  only fair to yourself.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Snickelfritz

When my skin decides not to contain my blood i weep, for i am so squishy a mortal.  She looks at me with one eye at a time, i can discern the milliseconds. Instant by instant.  Time will pass. One moment your too slow and in an instant your too fast.  Something like a blister, callused subtracting membrane knuckles.  Beyond the birth of the animal prey, as the birth of the coming day came after darkness, the kin does follow the way they know best.  We have all heard it echo from east to west.  Another glorious hold on the civil est..

Saturday, July 2, 2011

The invisible wall

I cant see it, it may not even be there but more than a forceful pressure.  I suppose its the scare or the break of absence it is made up of.  Pictured with the timing of the meeting between planets and comets.  I love those close to me, but i may not believe that i have anyone? When its three in the morning and my perspective in shambles i speak out to myself.  The invisible wall is a reality and this virtual realm may be an amplified shard of mirror glass.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

Reutrahstainson Turhgetsatuvalistal

I should have hollow bones. Like a bird (evolved dinosaur), a pterodactyl had feathers (use your imagination).

Friday, May 27, 2011

Since 1783

Brightly colored cd rom reflecting lights and dropping bombs of knowledge into the childrens arms keeping them safe and free from harm combing their hair as they sit there and stare out the window is nature inside is not wondering weather is cold or is hot as the clouds come in fast and the rain starts to blast they now know how the show and cow grow. (with regular water and plenty of sunlight, good soil doesnt hurt either)

Oh to reach Ohut

Oh screen, you are my extended subconscious (soulmate), the imaginary friend i ever had.  The imaginary friend that moved away from me when we reached fourth grade, from baltimore to birmingham (joseph).  And now in my present turmoil (lonelines), i reach out and feel the pulsing orb of light that soothes my temper for the moment being (binary).  Oh how it lacks the pulsing beat of blood that i have almost forgotten (her).  Damn, what i would give for another night with her. (any of hers) But i wouldn't speak it, would I? (Not now)  To my true sorrow comes many through distant memories of the bottom of the wave (rejection).  Multiplied exponentially as i attempt to make sense of it, replay it once more inside of me.  Maybe it will bring me back (denial).  For it certainly doesn't bring me forward.(what is my forward)

Xessi Doog

I suppose we all forget, and even myself, i can recall acting in a similar tone.  Ambitious silence, starting with no response and flooding into absolute ignorance.  I must remember how it feels on this side and be more worthy of the fact. There is always someone pulling and pushing you.  It is crucial to push that which pulls you and pull that which pushes you, in order to promote the ideal balance we grow uncomfortable without.  Do not lose profession, to excitement.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Neptune: My regards to the fruiture. Growth. To be eaten, but growth all the less.

While walking
It rained
While talking
My brain
Is rocking
Over the sound
Locking it up
Under the ground
Into the cellar
I may go
Cause that one fucking
Huge tornado!
So many thoughts
Flying around
Only time will tell whats found
However quick
The speed of knowledge is
Restricted by
Our own Biology.
Thought is the peak of the wave
and we are there
Aware of this place
Beyond familiarity
Though more distant than our neighbors.
A special perspective.