January 2012
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“The one thing that doesn’t abide by majority rule is a persons conscience.”
– Harper Lee, To Kill A Mockingbird (via amazinglinesinbooks)
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“I know that you’ve been dealing with that awful feeling that we’re...”
– Wingnut Dishwasher’s Union
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This is what happens when I read Howl at 3 Am.
This madness haunts our souls
Night after night we drown our demons in exchange for new ones
Night after night with bottle in one hand, joint in the other we find our temporary salvation
Only to be damned in the morning.
Drunken train rides filled with words words words words words
Words haunting my soul tearing my sanity
Longing for two things, print and love, a love of print and a printed form...
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“What can be explained is not poetry.”
– W.B. Yeats (via bodasdesangre)
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“O victory, forget your underwear, We’re free”
– Howl- Allen Ginsberg
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“I ain’t no goddamn son of a bitch!”
– Where Eagles Dare- The Misfits
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I had a dream
I smoked a Newport. I can still taste the menthol
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moledro
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
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If coffee were illegal, the world would have a lot more junkies.
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A literary breath of fresh air.
Just started Good Omens by Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman. It feels good to be reading something that isn’t A Song Of Ice And Fire (The series that Game Of Thrones is based off of) or The Dark Tower series. Oh or Melville.
For the past… 7 Months that’s all I’ve been reading. Don’t think I’m saying these books are bad, with a few exceptions, mostly from the...
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“I’m not a robot, but I’ve got a mechanical hand. I can steal the...”
– Horse The Band- A Rusty Glove
December 2011
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“And tonight when I dream it will be that all the junkies spent all the drug...”
– Proudhon In Manhattan- Wingnut Dishwasher’s Union
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Ode to Orion.
The hunter stands strong, infinitely eternal
Stretched across the heavens.
I stand on my front steps.
Smoking a cigarette.
The hunter stands proudly, defiantly guiding lost souls
I stand shamefully, broken, lost.
The hunter stood, before me, before all, beckoning no one.
I stand, unnoticed, alone, crying out for love.
But love is lost and so am I.
The Hunter shall stand, as I will die.
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Zielschmerz
dictionaryofobscuresorrows:
n. the exhilarating dread of finally pursuing a lifelong dream, which requires you to put your true abilities out there to be tested on the open savannah, no longer protected inside the terrarium of hopes and delusions that you created in kindergarten and kept sealed as long as you could, only to break in case of emergency.
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November 2011
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Its really tiring
Writing for someone who doesn’t want to read.
October 2011
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“I lie and say she moved to Nebraska.”
– Her- Tyler The Creatory
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SteamRunner Part 1 finished
The heavy metallic gate opens with a crash and a blare of sunlight filled the seemingly empty garage filled with an odd assortment of brass gears, wheels, tanks, valves and gauges. As the echo of the gate dies down “ ‘sat you Jade?” a gruff voice asks from the darkness.
“Who else would it be” responds the female silhouette standing in the door frame.
“Well...
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Something Lovecraftian.
So upon receiving a very beautiful hardcover edition of H.P. Lovecraft’s Collected Works from a friend for my birthday, I was inspired to write something along the Mythos that he created, this is what I came up with (in other words I’m totally ripping off his style)
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It’s in the dead of night, in the dead of sleep when they come. Unspeakable, indescribable horrors...
Expect
More poetry.
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Stars and Memories
I often find my self
Staring at the stars
And thinking of the past
Are they not one in the same?
Images of the past eternally etched in the sky, or in the mind
Unattainable but always longed for.
A comfort to some, a torment for another
September 2011
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August 2011
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“You’re an interesting species. An interesting mix. You’re capable of such...”
– Carl Sagan in Contact (via ageofreason)