When I was a child, I was learning to climb the Big stairs,
then I saw my mommy and daddy looking down from above,
eyes wide open as though the monster was coming for me!
Startled, I turned to look, and losing my balance, fell backwards ...
Twisting paints as though perfumes,
beating fools to taste their flavors,
i heard a sense of malignant humor
claim i suffer from an acute synaesthesia.
I still care about individual tastes,
even though sensations tend to join.
This is why I made crying faces when
that girl in 1st grade was getting an injection.
I wasn't trying to scare her.
I was just empathizing,
you know, not even aware
that I was laughing inside.
For me, it was just twinkle time.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
My Irreverent Sense of Self-Importance
When we broke up, after long nights,
me drinking & u claiming to be trying to keep us, everything together
it was not just our mutual bond that had shattered.
Take for example, a starfish, and wonder along with me
why you can't keep emotional states up in the same way
a starfish spontaneously forms these fun limbs + in such fun star shapes?
This is how the kinds of logic your arguments assume look like, to me.
Don't come complaining in our reincarnations
that you are an allergic anaphylactic little shit
choking about 'fuck, we are all cockroaches'.
Though your aura may be complete and azure,
doesn't mean the FDIC is able to insure
that old vault of emotional cache you stashed
before hitting me with your bullet of apathy.
me drinking & u claiming to be trying to keep us, everything together
it was not just our mutual bond that had shattered.
Take for example, a starfish, and wonder along with me
why you can't keep emotional states up in the same way
a starfish spontaneously forms these fun limbs + in such fun star shapes?
This is how the kinds of logic your arguments assume look like, to me.
Don't come complaining in our reincarnations
that you are an allergic anaphylactic little shit
choking about 'fuck, we are all cockroaches'.
Though your aura may be complete and azure,
doesn't mean the FDIC is able to insure
that old vault of emotional cache you stashed
before hitting me with your bullet of apathy.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
2-luv
Is it getting nicer?
Or is the sham just glib?
I know you are the tightest
with your vagina and your Bits.
Did I ask too much?
More than Lot?
Left me hanging like
you're some pillar of salt,
I say "Love is the answe", and you don't supply the 'r', and I can't keep going on.
(chorus unworthy of repetition)
Maybe I just like saying
things I usually say
in this exact fashion,
since you won't show me the way.
Is it 2-luv, tonight? Did I win that or ... did I win or ...
2-LUV IS THE ANSWER,
I'm sorry your dad died.
To be honest, why don't you die,
too?
.
Is it getting sharper,
is the brain working again?
Cos you left me in the darkness,
a place no one's saved from, my 'friend'.
Did it hurt you so much
was that really the push,
that I wasn't there to celebrate
your seeing in the distance of George Bush?
My offhand remarks were drunken, but really,
I wouldn't have been as excited even if it was me.
And you suck for leaving me for that,
that I didn't give a shit about the fact you saw George Bush
In some fucking crowd.
Or is the sham just glib?
I know you are the tightest
with your vagina and your Bits.
Did I ask too much?
More than Lot?
Left me hanging like
you're some pillar of salt,
I say "Love is the answe", and you don't supply the 'r', and I can't keep going on.
(chorus unworthy of repetition)
Maybe I just like saying
things I usually say
in this exact fashion,
since you won't show me the way.
Is it 2-luv, tonight? Did I win that or ... did I win or ...
2-LUV IS THE ANSWER,
I'm sorry your dad died.
To be honest, why don't you die,
too?
.
Is it getting sharper,
is the brain working again?
Cos you left me in the darkness,
a place no one's saved from, my 'friend'.
Did it hurt you so much
was that really the push,
that I wasn't there to celebrate
your seeing in the distance of George Bush?
My offhand remarks were drunken, but really,
I wouldn't have been as excited even if it was me.
And you suck for leaving me for that,
that I didn't give a shit about the fact you saw George Bush
In some fucking crowd.
Baby that keeps saying that everything is 'Lovely'
It saw a glass table
littered with roses
and rose petals.
Lady legs crossing
in admiration of
red against transparent,
So lovely. He just came in, saying everything was so 'lovely'.
I took the baby,
put it in a pit of oil
and miners.
It crawled, so pathetically,
then found the diamond
shiny in its scrounging paw,
which was so 'Lovely'. He just crawled into the mud and found it, so lovely.
"Your mother is ugly,"
I told it, asked to babysit.
"She's horrible. And she hates you."
"No, she's lovely," said the baby. Everything is 'lovely' to this baby.
littered with roses
and rose petals.
Lady legs crossing
in admiration of
red against transparent,
So lovely. He just came in, saying everything was so 'lovely'.
I took the baby,
put it in a pit of oil
and miners.
It crawled, so pathetically,
then found the diamond
shiny in its scrounging paw,
which was so 'Lovely'. He just crawled into the mud and found it, so lovely.
"Your mother is ugly,"
I told it, asked to babysit.
"She's horrible. And she hates you."
"No, she's lovely," said the baby. Everything is 'lovely' to this baby.
Giving Freely
Last night's scorn across the peppercorn
tonight scattered across what matters.
Night is born only where you're not found
coming, stalking, leering ... then I'm around.
Freely, giving.
Yourself ?
Fright, scare,
Challenge (heh).
Always welcome. Always given
tonight scattered across what matters.
Night is born only where you're not found
coming, stalking, leering ... then I'm around.
Freely, giving.
Yourself ?
Fright, scare,
Challenge (heh).
Always welcome. Always given
dealing with boredom
For example I was bored that neither -t nor amber were awake to address my latest pieces. I wanted to 'call the whole thing off'.
Then somebody came and told me -- a gnome (probably planted by -t -- she looks like someone who plants gnomes) -- that, whatever, man. Then the dream ended.
-------
"Yeah," I said, in my voice. "Sorry you had to grow the beard."
-t laughed it off, holding up a razor as though it was going to fix everything. I laughed it off along with her too. When I was awoken, I was reminded that I had to go back downstairs and take care of issues where people were not transferring at the nominal rate.
"Lol, wtf is a 'nominal rate'?" I laughed.
I was told that the nominal rate is the amount possible for the children to raise funds for children in Ethopia. I was going to point out how it would be so much faster for me to just donate this amount, but I was stopped.
"Let the children donate the amount," said the voice.
"It's taking too much time," I said. "Let them do it next time."
"No."
"Are you dealing with boredom?"
I looked back. Who the hell was this idiot? "Yes, I am. All these idiots are sooooooo boring! I'm trying to get out of it as quick as I can!"
"No," said the voice.
"This is gay," I told the voice. "You can't just obtain godlike powers and destroy me!"
The voice said: "Ha ha ha haaa. You and your notion of time. The time, my friend, has come from sparing your wretched little planet, the very little thing your pointless feet come across every day, the utterance of curse in the minds of dying babies worldwide. Now is the time for everythings' Dismemberment!"
"Are you dealing with boredom? Are you dealing with boredom?" cried something as it spiraled into the Sink of Basic Destiny.
Then somebody came and told me -- a gnome (probably planted by -t -- she looks like someone who plants gnomes) -- that, whatever, man. Then the dream ended.
-------
"Yeah," I said, in my voice. "Sorry you had to grow the beard."
-t laughed it off, holding up a razor as though it was going to fix everything. I laughed it off along with her too. When I was awoken, I was reminded that I had to go back downstairs and take care of issues where people were not transferring at the nominal rate.
"Lol, wtf is a 'nominal rate'?" I laughed.
I was told that the nominal rate is the amount possible for the children to raise funds for children in Ethopia. I was going to point out how it would be so much faster for me to just donate this amount, but I was stopped.
"Let the children donate the amount," said the voice.
"It's taking too much time," I said. "Let them do it next time."
"No."
"Are you dealing with boredom?"
I looked back. Who the hell was this idiot? "Yes, I am. All these idiots are sooooooo boring! I'm trying to get out of it as quick as I can!"
"No," said the voice.
"This is gay," I told the voice. "You can't just obtain godlike powers and destroy me!"
The voice said: "Ha ha ha haaa. You and your notion of time. The time, my friend, has come from sparing your wretched little planet, the very little thing your pointless feet come across every day, the utterance of curse in the minds of dying babies worldwide. Now is the time for everythings' Dismemberment!"
"Are you dealing with boredom? Are you dealing with boredom?" cried something as it spiraled into the Sink of Basic Destiny.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Donut [AFK] + Want to start a social experiment
@Amber: Insult. (Awaiting response of 60 characters or less)
@Crowd: I want for everyone to enjoy the amazing lucid dreaming experience that I was able to enjoy as a college student. Finding myself somewhat more capable that most people, my research has concluded that none of you have experienced such a thing in your formative years. You have dreamed, yes, of cabbages and moths, rats and raccoons. Butterflies and bougainvilleas.
I'm not saying I am the Greatest Man In the World. I merely posit the benefit endowed me from this experience of 'lucid dreaming' has left me in a better state to deal with the various outcomes thrown by the now defunct (and daft) 'system' (in quotes for good reasons) than perhaps some of the toy personalities thrown about this board.
I'm able to get lucid dreams because I was able to do it in college. When you can do it in college, you can do it again in any other facet of your life as you like, no questions asked. The bigger problem is trying to help most others experience this phenomena.
To test the validity of this declaration and test the tepid waters, the proverbial toe is a clock you must find in the next 96 hours that will wake you from damned sleep.
@Crowd: I want for everyone to enjoy the amazing lucid dreaming experience that I was able to enjoy as a college student. Finding myself somewhat more capable that most people, my research has concluded that none of you have experienced such a thing in your formative years. You have dreamed, yes, of cabbages and moths, rats and raccoons. Butterflies and bougainvilleas.
I'm not saying I am the Greatest Man In the World. I merely posit the benefit endowed me from this experience of 'lucid dreaming' has left me in a better state to deal with the various outcomes thrown by the now defunct (and daft) 'system' (in quotes for good reasons) than perhaps some of the toy personalities thrown about this board.
I'm able to get lucid dreams because I was able to do it in college. When you can do it in college, you can do it again in any other facet of your life as you like, no questions asked. The bigger problem is trying to help most others experience this phenomena.
To test the validity of this declaration and test the tepid waters, the proverbial toe is a clock you must find in the next 96 hours that will wake you from damned sleep.
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