1966 So I’ve been having fun with PhotoBooth on my Mac. I uploaded some of the fun to the gallery. It’s really been fun and I realized I haven’t uploaded many pictures lately. So double bonus. I’ll be doing some walking this weekend, so hopefully I’ll get some more images. w00t!
Read moreBroken Bodies
The body broken The soul your only token The world to come I know it, it makes me numb My life, gone I was but a pawn The reaper comes and I go Still the world sleeps as I scream My life at it’s end He tears me limb from limb Blood on silk, he…
Read moreDeath
Up from the floor Covered with gore Some life ends And some begins Necks all broken Wounds tore open Up in the moon The people of death start to croon Emerge from the past lose yourself in the blast Come and go as you will But as long as you’re here, please don’t kill.
Read moreSo ready for a nap
I’ve been walking/running up and down the stairs in my building for about a month now. It was really difficult for me to do it at first. I wanted to so not do it. It has gotten easier now and I’m up to 25 minutes of going up and down. Frankly I’m waiting for one…
Read moreMy first and only 100% in Rock Band
Finally all the strenuous hours of practice have paid off! I was finally able to get 100% on a song on medium in Rock Band for the PS3. Yes yes I know I should have gotten it for the Xbox360. Well apparently I didn’t have my head on straight for it and so we have…
Read moreSpring
So bright the sun Bright the day little one Song & Flight The courtship starts Bright plumage specks of light in the spring Flowers Seas of color abound Spring forth from the dreary day Come forth the light of day Shed your drab plumage Embrace color Embrace change
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Seas of thought Tumbling waves Great oceans of inconsistencies Breakers of ideas Funneling details Rivers rage forth Thought moving, changing
Read moreDead Thoughts
There are no words now They are all dead Thought is gone The brain has fled He wants words There are none Thinking nor speaking They flee from my mind Never leaving a thought O my poor mind Oh how I wish I could find Those words that I need My tongue it pleads For…
Read moreuntamed
Loss of sanity. Moisture, wetness, welling up. Desire rages.
Read morethought smoosh
Crowding in my head Thoughts tumbling around still When did it start? Begin.
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