p.s. i found your missing piece. at least i got one good laugh in this weekend.
30 March 2008
18 March 2008
i don't understand computers but
http://www.zshare.net/download/91150265fcad12/
here's what's in my head.
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here's what's in my head.
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17 March 2008
12 March 2008
11 March 2008
09 March 2008
i see with my youth.
today i pretended to go to work and drove to the beach instead. it is not the first time i have done this. i don't know why i do this.
there was an entirely new shoreline borne of ethereal rocks reflecting light in a million-plus directions; massive ice floes that had settled neatly upon one another to create a scene of tectonic greatness. looking out across the vast liquid expanse i can see my future. the cold deep murk is the place i feel at home. i stick my feet in for an instant.
just to see.

one fatal flaw fatality the ism, my mind's light fares best trapped within a prism.
there was an entirely new shoreline borne of ethereal rocks reflecting light in a million-plus directions; massive ice floes that had settled neatly upon one another to create a scene of tectonic greatness. looking out across the vast liquid expanse i can see my future. the cold deep murk is the place i feel at home. i stick my feet in for an instant.
just to see.

one fatal flaw fatality the ism, my mind's light fares best trapped within a prism.
06 March 2008
<24hours
i found myself leaving work early to drive around downtown upon realizing how desperately i've craved the smallness afforded by towering edifices and even the smells of the city. it did not suffice.
i had a momentary glimpse into what my life might have been had not such a strange, yet subconsciously predictable sequence of events tanspired. i was led here, regardless of my destination.
i ache now having fallen through the fabric of time into and back from my other life. my other visions. my other daily route and favorite gyro stand. my other bike rack. my other friend.
there was a time when mania was incarnate in we. tangible and tasteable and fickle. there was a time energy saturated the air, when even to breathe it was difficult and each molecule was imbued with a chaotic and volatile expectation of the best and worst, combined into the most beautiful and horrible cataclysm witnessed by me or you.
it's still just a movie.
i had a momentary glimpse into what my life might have been had not such a strange, yet subconsciously predictable sequence of events tanspired. i was led here, regardless of my destination.
i ache now having fallen through the fabric of time into and back from my other life. my other visions. my other daily route and favorite gyro stand. my other bike rack. my other friend.
there was a time when mania was incarnate in we. tangible and tasteable and fickle. there was a time energy saturated the air, when even to breathe it was difficult and each molecule was imbued with a chaotic and volatile expectation of the best and worst, combined into the most beautiful and horrible cataclysm witnessed by me or you.
it's still just a movie.
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