Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Cam
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
TOOL
SOAD
Cornell+RATM
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Ozomatli
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh GOAT!
Teh STAB?
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
McNugget.
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

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I was fiddling around today, and found this poem. Don't really care abou the structure, or how "successfull" it is, I understand and empathize with what the guy is saying, so I like it. Yay for gut reactions.

Megan
We were children.
Full of blood and unbroken.
Wholly unsacrificed
Grinning wildly at our luck.

And you laughed
Softly in my throbbing ear.
Just a touch, an embrace
And I was yours forever.

The bricks I built
Still shimmer with that touch.
Aching as I did
I knew your voice was my happiness.

There are temples
Dedicated to that devotion.
Windswept peaks know your name
And every detail of your face.
Dark, too-tight rooms
Swell with thoughts of you.
And pain and remembrance
Linger scattered across my city.

But only because reason failed.

In the dark
And flying lazer light
You sat beside me
And I hate that I didn't kiss you then.

The glory of Red Rocks
and you waited alone.
I could sense it
And I could feel to see you.
My mind rushed to
Find you to share solitude
But again I slipped
And "Gone Away" had never hurt before.

Times and hated Time
And I never dared.
Never thought to ask.
Just to feel unworthy.
Never thought to reach.
Just to feel un-needed.
You slid to the floor
And sunk into corners
And I never told you that
You are the most beauty I've ever known.

There is no description
For you place in my soul.
Language sadly fails
And poetry is overwhelmed.
You are my heart.
The shimmer of diamond.
You were my tears
As they drained my blood.
And you still (always will)
Leave me breathless.

Especially now.

When you've filled my staring space...


And in those dreams
I hold you close
And breath you in.

The author goes by percussophiliac on this particlaur message board.


  posted by Travis @ 6:15 PM


2/02/2003  
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