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.

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..

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.

Reutrahstainson Turhgetsatuvalistal

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

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.