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[Feb. 13th, 2004|12:34 pm] |
I broke the silence with a shout of defiance
My skin boiled away at the thought of you
Entrapped in your brainwave of constant delusion
I push the walls back and charge for the hills
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| Gee, really? |
[Nov. 4th, 2003|01:18 pm] |
Shh...everything must be quiet around you,
secretive one. What customs are you doing now?
Your strange ways may cause you to be some kind
of an outcast, but you don't mind that. The
things from the 'other side' fascinate you.
Sounds good. Who knows why you took this quiz?
Happy Halloween, O Powerful One.
What Halloween Figure Are You? (Fun Quiz! MANY RESULTS!)
brought to you by Quizilla |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 22nd, 2003|09:07 pm] |
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It crept up on me
Came sliding in like a sneak thief
This overpowering thundering
Of hushed howling
I find it curious
The way your words curl and twist
The intricate dancing display
Of splintered splendor
I felt chill shivers
Track my spine in the dark
Your voice a silent shout
Of a whimpered whisper
So take me higher
Beyond the veil of lucidity
Lift me higher
Past the crust of civility
Raise me higher
Over the hell of humanity
This is far too much |
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| Thump Your Drum |
[Aug. 29th, 2003|09:44 am] |
| [ | Mood |
| |  touched | ] |
| [ | Audio |
| | The Apex Theory - Add Mission | ] |
Raise your voice up to the sky
It is a good day to die |
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| Nightcap |
[Aug. 7th, 2003|08:49 pm] |
I swung away
Feverish with the delirium
The web had clung so tight
And held with such fury
The sky split with lightning
And the voices were quiet
For just a moment
For a brief flutter of wings
I tipped my drink
And slid away into tomorrow
Hoping for a touch of fog
To cloud my muddy mind |
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| Circa 1800s |
[Aug. 2nd, 2003|09:25 am] |
Lizzy Borden took an axe
Gave her Mother fourty whacks
When she saw what she had done
Gave her Father fourty-one |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 14th, 2003|12:19 pm] |
It aches to feel so unimportant
No longer a wanted distraction
But merely a dust bunny in the corner
This back burner stings
With so much before me
When do I get to be first in your list? |
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| (no subject) |
[Jul. 2nd, 2003|11:38 pm] |
| [ | Audio |
| | Braveheart - Making Plans - Gathering The Clans | ] |
I feel shivers track my spine
One more glorious moment of delirium
Maybe I'll dream happy tonight
Maybe I'll think of you and I
A fairy in the mist
I can't speak straight
Nor can I think clear
Maybe it's the scotch
Or perhaps just the love
A dragon born of blood
Bagpipes on the summer wind
A hope of a dream held in the web
These are the times that I fall in to
Just to be with you
A wolf on the horizon
A panther in the fog
And closed eyes for the hour |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 25th, 2003|10:16 am] |
Upon a plain of doubt and fear
Do I look across a valley
Of half-finished nothings
Pondering where the first step is
A mound of wispy dreams
A cluttering of broken hearts
A lake full of saltwater
These are the treasures I hold
I hear Grandfather reprimanding
There's this part that believes him
But I see moonbeams in your eyes
And I want to change it all
Upon a plain of doubt and fear
Do I look across a valley
Of half-finished nothings
Hoping for a feather of guidance |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 25th, 2003|10:13 am] |
Just as the fragrant wild rose
Opens up and folds away her clothing
Unleashing her aroma on the unsuspecting
So do I desire to peel away the cotton
And expose your silken flesh
To drink deep the scent of love
And bask in the glory of one |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 24th, 2003|05:43 pm] |
As glorious as a sunset breeze across white sands
Uplifting and vibrant in your own honey glow
You have a habit of making constellations jealous
Forever shadowed by the brilliance of your light
And my steps falter when I can't hold your hand |
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| (no subject) |
[Jun. 13th, 2003|12:16 pm] |
Some days it seems as if I can taste the dementia. That quasi cotton-mouthed feeling that dries the lips and swells the tongue. And no matter how much water I pour down my parched gullet it certainly has a tendency to hang around for a while.
I haven't had a decent night's sleep in about, I think, three weeks. A month? I don't know. Maybe it's the ache in my bones. Perhaps it's the sagging weight of the flesh on my face. Or it could just be the voices in my head. I'm never entirely sure anymore.
I don't feel time much. I haven't for, well, I don't know how long. I think that's the point. I can think back and do time lines and figure out that, holy hell, Tracie and I have almost known each other for five years now... But what does that mean? Does it mean things should be different from those first glorious moments? I certainly hope not. I want to be eighty and look at her and still smile at her glow. But again, what's age? What's time? And why do so many on this swirling ball in space seem to care so much about it?
I'm sure that this all had some form of depth and meaning and that, somewhere in the middle, I had a point. Not to any of you reading this, of course, because that's not how I use this journal. At least I try not to. I figure if you want to read my drivel, feel free, but I never expect replies, I just use this place as a trampoline for my own thoughts so that I can at least have some log of what in the world happened in my life. I'm sure I had a point to make to myself.
And I'm sure the voices silenced it when they shouted a minute ago... |
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| Yay. I'm doomed. |
[Jun. 7th, 2003|01:22 pm] |
| Your Ultimate Purity Score Is... | | Category | Your Score | Average | | Self-Lovin' | 43%
When I think about you - or anyone - I touch myself | 63.9% | | Shamelessness | 66%
It takes a couple of drinks | 78.6% | | Sex Drive | 26%
I got needs, baby, you gotta unnastan'! | 76.8% | | Straightness | 0%
Knows the other body type like a map | 43.3% | | Gayness | 66%
Had that experience at camp | 82.2% |
| Fucking Sick | 54%
Dipped into depravity | 89.3% |
You are 41% pure
Average Score: 71.6%
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| Woe |
[May. 28th, 2003|10:07 am] |
Shattered with a billy club
But the dancing stars are so pretty
Woe |
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| Happy Birthday To Me |
[May. 28th, 2003|08:59 am] |
Wow. What an event. This year marked that special once-in-a-lifetime moment that everyone gets to experience, turning the age of your birth date. For me, it was rolling over on 27 on the 27th.
The first big surprise was that my Utilikilt arrived early. This was the major gift from Tracie. I knew that it was coming because we had to take measurements and whatnot, but it showed up about three weeks early and I was stoked.
The largest gift of all and the one that was a total shocker was the arrival of ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) azfiregirl on Friday. Tabby is one of those most special people in my life. For those that have seen my yin-yang tat, she's the wolf in the black dot. I hadn't seen her in, well, too fucking long, that's for sure. Something around four years. Aj Reznor conspired along with my wife and Tabby. It's early evening and the doorbell rings and I'm told there's a package for me. I go downstairs and Reznor is standing there. So I thought, "Hahah, good surprise, didn't know you were coming over." And then he turned my head toward the entryway and Tabby was standing there. The four of us took a jaunt over to Kelly McCue's where Tabby and I knocked the balls around with mighty wooden sticks. We said our goodbyes as Reznor took Tabby back to her truck and then she came back down to stay with Tracie and I.
The next day involved going out to see the ocean since Tab hadn't witnessed it in quite some time. We took Tab to go see the ocean at one point and had some great breakfast at The Beach House in Laguna. If you haven't been there, let me know and we'll go. I love that restaurant. Later, we had some friends over, drank a lot, watched some movies, and had a generally wonderful time.
gh0stie spent almost all the whole weekend with us and it was a gracious treat. He kept our guest warm. What more could I even ask for? We had to bid him fairwell Monday morning as he had other stuff to attend to.
On Monday night t_leaf and myself went to see some friends of ours in LA and then johnangel joined us. I'm sorry to all that the night went so late and things kind of got fucked up, but I had a great time...
My actual birthday was spent loafing around, doing nothing, and just relaxing. It was quite pleasant. t_leaf came home from work and we ordered some killer pizza from Oggi's and then romped around for a few hours.
Today I get to go to Hesperia and then Cathedral City. I suppose the glory had to end at some point. :P |
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| Oi Vey |
[Apr. 25th, 2003|01:24 pm] |
I've been trying to make a point of keeping this journal going. And of replying to my friends' posts when I find it warranted. But I've been sick. I'm getting better, slowly but surely, even though I wasn't turned into a newt to begin with. It's one of those hacking cough, phlegmish things that makes your head explode every time you move and your muscles are all weak and you can't see straight and bla bla bla.
Okay, moping off. I'm gonna follow my wife's instructions and go rest since I worked a bit for the past couple days and haven't given my bod time to recover from this thing. I think I'll go watch more of gh0st's borrowed anime.
In the meantime, I hope I didn't give this to anyone whom I've had contact with over the past week. It may not be SARS, but hell is it nasty.
Now go back to your regularly scheduled lives and eat some ice-cream already. |
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| Fuckin' Metal. |
[Apr. 24th, 2003|06:13 pm] |
Jonny Finite's
Battle Imp
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Opath |
Backstabbing: 4
Dodgin': 7
Guts: 7
Magic Mojo: 9
Smackdown: 2
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