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Tuesday, December 28, 2010

I got a feeling. A feeling so funny.

My price.

Say what you want to say. Don't be afraid to say what you need. What more do I need to write? Do I have to write? Is that what people will listen to? Why is it that words hold this majestic power. The capabilities to change a life through any sentence. Why words why?

You, demon holder. Release me for I will never come to you. I take all I want when I want. This is my gift. Hardwired into ports resting underneath my skin, the metal glistens with my morning sweat.

Omega point, that is what I am shooting for yes? Then why do I still fear? The culmination of all into one burst. A push into the atmosphere that no human will survive. We are meant to fly. We are the angels we seek. Things shift, they move. Covers raise. Eyes close. Closer and closer we come. I am not afraid. Show them to me. I can see you. Hi.

Yes. These are the times. I am ready. Quiver in hand, scent on my skin. Rattle my bones o' forsaken one, for here I stand sword drawn from sheath. I have no more to fear. Dont you realize? I am ready to include everything inside. So show me. Bring down the heavens.

Glosyinh eiyh fidsdyrtd eiyh mr. eoe.

iyd nrsuyigul n s esy.
ehsy str you?

zi vsn drr you eslk.

mrlf inyo eslld.

Peel my skin into the bright light that I need to be. Let me bath in its curse.

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010

Forcast Fascist Future

May we never go go mental. May we always stay stay gentle.
May we never go go mental. May we always stay stay gentle.

Sunday, December 19, 2010

The art of thought.

Like an artist caught in the quiet solitude of his own grace, a scientist manipulates his fields of energy.

Axioms shift to the sounds of light as their travel marks their spattered remains among the roads of folded space. Orbitals begin to slowly shift into their new shapes as we feel force change to its own matter. A deep rumble is what we hear. A sound of a quantum gasp locked in its own cubes roots of 10.

In. Fin. Ity.

Strange times are here.

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Thursday, December 16, 2010

My birthday.

Happy birthday to me I guess? Im not exactly sure what to say and to whom to say it to, but my body and mind don't really reek  of old age. So...go me?

I suppose that is not entirely an achievement considering Im 26 but you know, take what you can get.

ALSO, I have never actually had a party since I turned 12 and that was when I got to go see Space Jam starring Micheal Jordan. It was a good evening for a 12 year old I guess. I got popcorn, a cartoon and some good old fashion TLC but I reckon tomorrow night is going to be a better one. It's here that I predict debauchery and mayhem sliced into my life permanent. Woo hoo.

Its a bigger than a hip hop

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Monday, December 13, 2010

Saturday, December 11, 2010

So she fought.

Friday, December 10, 2010

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Perhaps woman

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

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Thursday, December 2, 2010

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

I predict it sits there soft.


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