The birdhouse squirrel curls Venus through his tail toiling the planet with a hatred of nature. The birdhouse squirrel is me. The birdhouse squirrel is you. She stands naked in the trite seashell. He bites for the pearl lodged there 'tween her toes Grinds his teeth losing them on her coffee beauty. I see the squirrel there dead. Eyes like pox staring into a soupy sea of space. The birdhouse swings in the wind. Music of the spheres.
Once met a girl who was out of her mind. Tortured like me & yet so very kind. I said "how are you" and she replied "I'm fine", Yet the more I would search for her The less I could find.
And now that she's gone I dunno if I'm crazy enough To win her love back.
Since her train left from the station I've lost...all...track.
Once loved a girl she was out of her mind With a heart so inscrutable yet so refined. She could stare at the sun with no blink in her eyes And the more I would rescue her The more I would find I'd given it all to her Just like a fool & his money can part And singing this song of remembrance does nothing to ease the heart. And now that she's gone I dunno if I'm crazy enough to win her love back Her sense of time was contagious and made me lose all track.
Resplendant in my new red"I enjoy Vagina"/Coca-cola parody T-shirt
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Desecration Smile - RHCP
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Red Hot Chili Peppers have a lyric; "Serenaded by the terror bird". The idea doesn't resonate with me, but its such a lovely mental picture. He sings it in pastelled falsetto, with primary-colored backup vocals (on "Desecration Smile")... Reminds me of a strange mutated nightingale or somethin' that would sing fear into your heart like a panicky melody that unnerves you. Imagine the terror bird. :)
I am so fortunate and happily grateful tonight. I am no longer homeless. I moved in with a friend of mine and everything is great. I'm no longer living out of a bag. You have no idea what a triumph it is to be able to unpack my belongings into ACTUAL drawers and closets. I joyfully consolidated all my white plastic grocery sacks and black trash bags into one, AND DUMPED THEM INTO THE TRASH! I have two of the best friends a person could have, and I finally feel like I'm where I belong again. Its a curative for my soul. Beleeedat! :) Now I'm listening to an old Ben Harper live album thru headphones, and smoking in bed, looking forward to going to work tomarrow. In other news; I have a novel inside of me that's been germinating for the past 6 mos., and its just about ready to gestate itself. Its "water broke" a few days ago, in that the plot problem I was having resolved itself, and soon I am to give birth to the grandest, most operatic and intellectually worthy peice of lit I've ever writ. I'm excited also because on Wednesday or Thursday I'll be going to Rascals in Dover to do some open mic with some songs I've created and covered/performed lately. Extremely creative and fertile lately, and so that's a great thing which will be cresting well into late spring, by the looks of it. Prozac is a spiffy drug. Since beginning it, I've been able to function at a higher rate of ability than previous. It augments the best parts of who I am and almost negates or at least severely diminishes the self-centered ugly egoic dysfunctional parts of myself. To sum up; it truly is a Brave New Woild, folks! Advertisement: BETTER LIVING THROUGH CHEMISTRY!!!
Peaceout.
Ask me some questions, folks. Its become pretty lonely for me in LJ-land as of late. I'd really welcome some interaction from youse.
Are you still alive I quake with wonder. Do you make pancakes for him at 4am in any resemblant fashion like we did, and why when taking a photograph of your photograph with my phone did def leppard's disabled drummer beat out the melody of "I don't want your-I don't need your" (Photograph)? Furthermore please explain your christmas absence and fast from me this year. Last year you were so hungry you gobbled me up like turkey, and this christmas you disbelieved in all my santa's clauses. There's a demon in my brain, that starts to overwhelm" you sing. I sing reading your note to me your words like minor key dissonances, arrayed atop the page #4 for symbolic symmetry (it meant something syllabically that I have now deteriorated my memory for) Rain is headed your way. I hope someday you remember me. You mustn't forget. Mustn't.
I feel like I may finally be getting over her. The thoughts seldom intrude now, and I feel better off without her for the first time. And I don't feel any tinge of guilt in my gut when coming to that conclusion. No regret left. I did the best I could for her.
Merry Christmas! Today I spent some time with my daughter and watched her open presents, then came back to town. All uneventful now. What to do but figure out a way to snag some tasty wine to jack up the level of holiday cheer a little? Hope you're all finding yourselves happy and well. :)
Favorite xmas song and why: "We Three Kings Of Orient Are"; though I have yet to find a definitive version of it. Why do I love it? Let me tell you: the melody itself is the short answer, but to explain it more, its the sublime loping, searching-ness of the chorus, it's odd time signature, and the narrative of the lyrics are wonderfully cryptic and heightening. Visual in nature (I always imagine a silhoutte image of three figures crossing a landscape) and spiritually refreshing (the Mario Lanza version of the tune I just listened to had a harrowing middle verse interpretation from the narrative voice of one of the kings in which he describes the misery and darkness of our existence and caps the idea powerfully by mentioning Jesus in the rock tomb...) the song simply appeals to me on a deep deep level. Those three wise kings traversing over land and enduring hardships in the struggle to find a better, more spiritual and meaningful reason for their plight strikes me to be a darn good subject for an epic christmas song. It's not like the other songs, either. This is not a candycane happy ditty, oh no. But it's cathartic and gut-wrenching in its release, when the promise of messiah that they seek is finally revealed, and cries of hallelujah from the earth meet the sky. Now tell me, is there a more poetic and awe-inspiring christmas song than that? I doubt it. :) I love the happy tunes, too, please don't get me wrong,... But being one human being who has at times sipped from the bitter cup of existential suffering, I feel it would be remiss of me not to have We Three Kings as my favorite of favorites. What's your fav xmas ditty? And why, please?
Something I discovered on a wall downtown. They sorta palimpsest'ed it by covering up the original word "human" with "god's". An interesting juxtaposition, no? At least it made me think. :)
Wonderful news! Sade released a single from her upcoming album. The track is called "Soldier of Love", and it's just amazing to have the promise of a new cd from her soon. She records all too un-prolifically (izzat a word?). Anyway, lyrically, she seems very depressed and perserverant. If you have any interest whatsoever, check her out. Sade can do no wrong. :)
Doesn't Rob play piano? And didn't Li berace like to look all sparkly (-just like Stephanie Meyer's vampire portrayal)?? Hmmm... Coincidence? I think not!!!
Ever surf personal ads for a good laugh? Originally I had 3 pics (the other two were REALLY hilarious, so its a shame my Blackberry ate them...) But yeah,... This ad should be captioned: "Um, conflicted much??" - I would hate to be this dumb girl's boyfriend.
Here are a trio of architectural masterpieces I created on my inbetween time at work. They were constructed with the "Coinstruction" set, which I bought for 2 bucks @ a flea market. Please praise my genius :)
I texted my daughter yesterday to see what she was doing after thanksgiving dinner. (She lives rurally). She texted me back: "trampolining with corn"! After my initial confusement gave way to amusement, I asked her to take this pic. :) enjoy. Hope you all had a good Thanksgiving?
If you DO challenge me to a game, please reply here so I know it was you. If this link goes unused for more than a couple hours, I'll assume no one rightly gives a crock, and I'll get over it and play SOMEBODY MORE DESERVING, SO THERE! haha.
Hey guyz, I need a favor from anyone who sees this post! My blackberry won't allow me to register at Twitter.com for some dumb reason, so will you please do me a favor and set me up with the name "averiguar" and an arbitrary password, like "mookiestinks"? I wanna get online there and see whut all the fuss is about. Thanks in advance for helping me out! Reply so I know and can log in immediately :) -i'll owe ya one or something :)
“Hey Nick, is how many people are in LG(?) Landers still even working today my post or whatever or ___ look my eye and says like I have very few people rock from you all day and I'm hoping that everyone out there you would reply and let me know that they are out there so I can have some search for when I gotta like you know check out more people and get more fun or whatever feel like to ___ and like Julian so yeah give me a call or text me something or something you know whatever. That's same crazy text messages to me. You're welcome to do that my phone no. is 13304472234. That's whenever repeat again 13304472234 just do something post me some crazy pictures mp3's crazy messages please have fun on board. Come on people.”
Listening to The Boredoms' "Super You" first thing in the morning is (to say the least) an eye-opening experience. Their music defies reason and is chaotic, seemingly reasonless barrages of noise and audio filibuster punctuated by random non-sequiters of instrumentation and experimentation. To put it bluntly, they sound like madness. So, why do I enjoy them so much? Hmm... :)
Post(mobile blackberry post) What's up out there people? I miss you guys in LJ land! I'm BACK though! Hooray!!! Reply & tell me what music yur listening to :)
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