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[Nov. 21st, 2008|03:29 am] |
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I just feel so terrible right now. I'm so alone. Nobody else in this world cares to understand what's beneath the skin of anything. Intelligence is dead. |
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[Nov. 10th, 2008|12:45 am] |
Near-frozen rain
Alone
Sleep |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 4th, 2008|03:36 am] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | The Mercury Program - You Give Me Problems About My Business | ] |
It takes two for anything to matter. I can know anything in this whole world no matter how profound it is if I'm the only one then what's the point of all the information. I feel so alone in my thirst for more meanings and understanding of myself and the world. It would really be nice if I could learn when to let go of the things that hurt me. I hate learning the same lesson every day and feeling the same pain. Like the sorrow of humanity rests on me and the people that just live their lives in a fucked up mess without pondering a single thought outside of the window they live in or without asking a single question about what they are doing. There's so much more inside every person. I feel it inside myself, and I know that every single person has to be the same as me right? Isn't it what makes me and everyone else equal? Life isn't easy and it must be terrible to do a lot of the things that people do... there must be so much unimaginable sorrow and fear built up inside of the whole world. |
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[Nov. 2nd, 2008|01:48 am] |
Seaweed castles stretch their arms out to you,
one leg tucked in the other,
such a simple knot. Being even that close would sure be something.
I sleep in the solar every night, trying
to catch a glimpse of your soft hands,
Such a grand bed. I've been waiting for so long
to sit beside you, to breathe in your neck.
I've been waiting under covers. |
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[Oct. 31st, 2008|02:20 pm] |
(9:01:27 PM) Pat___: I SAW A LEFT FOR DAD BILLBOARD TODAY
(11:29:51 PM) KILLFACE: rly
(11:29:53 PM) KILLFACE: is it lik
(11:29:53 PM) KILLFACE: e
(11:30:00 PM) KILLFACE: HE WENT TO WORK BUT
(11:30:04 PM) KILLFACE: WILL HE COME BACK????????????
(11:30:10 PM) KILLFACE: LEFT 4 DAD |
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| Aloha - Light Works |
[Oct. 31st, 2008|02:29 am] |
This is a wonderful EP by Aloha. Tracks 5 6 and 7 are gems. It's more of my favourite songs from some echoes pretty much. They have kind of a newer life breathed into them but at the same time have remenants of of the same style. Such as just like.. the organ keyboards with harmonized vocals which I loved in some echoes! Lovely!
here's a taste! http://www.megaupload.com/?d=JLPL9P09
oh yeah also this!
AND THIS
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[Oct. 30th, 2008|09:26 pm] |
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hi buds how's it going |
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[Dec. 1st, 2005|04:53 am] |
So I was listening to music and I got pumped so I figured I would write some poetry, but then it started sucking so I just decided I would ramble in metaphors basically even if they are really, really crappy. I'd normally trash this type of thing but really, what the fuck difference does it make :o
I call this Hi, How Are You? Just Kidding
Can mouths be attacked with lips?
or would you rather call them knives,
It's cold outside and my skin is
soaking all your sins
in.
You will not be stapled by machines,
there are things that make me freezing outside
the rain says that I'm more
useless than plastics and fabricated faces
that fake you into dreaming celluar scenes,
I'm soaking wet with self-indulgence
consumed in the making of relations with you
saying, "Okay." in my mind,
Some Habits you can't undo, hurting those
who say "Okay." When you want the colour blue and
what do you do with red fingernails, each bleeding,
They sprout their own eyes and personalities
so you can be content with moving and moving. |
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[Nov. 29th, 2005|02:19 am] |
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Every time I listen to them, explosions in the sky fucking owns my face in. Today, I bought the remastered version of their debut CD. I've already heard all of the songs, of course.... i'm not sure why i really said that. It makes me happy. I don't think anything makes me feel more content than listening to music alone and just being me. |
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[Nov. 21st, 2005|12:51 am] |
Zen
You have quite an augmented face,
The lines and wrinkles that make it
form the sounds that you say
have no meaning,
The trumpet and saxophone play
hand motions and through the air, piano
keys flow quite freely and desire
is not eminent.
The rhythmic heart beats are
constant and unchanged by bass, nowadays
Zen is how I try to converge lives
whether organized, or sometimes
I'm just conducting footsteps into
the mist-filled distance rather than
insisting on a symphony. |
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[Nov. 20th, 2005|12:19 am] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Maria Taylor - Birmingham 1982 | ] |
Fresh Breath(I Need One)
The ocean replaces the current air
with a cold, cold hand on my face.
It can induce moisture,
It can be the bringer of bad news,
Salty, Humid, but so dry and definitely
Unforgetable.
You can turn comforters into sandpaper,
I apply the pressure; Smooth the wrinkles
out from my face
While I try to sleep through the daylight
shining through multiple textures and
it's so cracked, coming in multi-coloured,
shades uncomfortable,
You break a candy bar in two
for you,
Lying on the ground,
You wait for all those who dare
They stare at what looks delicious,
I'm dazed, and the stars even tell me to look away,
But I cannot control a broken heart with no
Home. |
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| I worked pretty hard on this |
[Nov. 16th, 2005|12:50 am] |
A Bulb, Burnt Filament
The bulbs where your eyes used to be
are not so bright,
They are shells that glimmer at times(hardly)
but they are mostly empty
thoughts and
Dreams they are irrelevant.
I am the soil tonight;
I am hard packed
but your roots
they soak me up in time
When you photosynthesize.
You said it was the savior
when your roots were lifted up,
The hand of God, emancipating,
bright and beautifully motioning,
hinting your leaves into store bought
accessories, so you won't be transiently
seated or free to speak.
Chill-factor, the wind is awake
and you don't say (anything, really)
when I speak such fatuity.
Now and then the cold will snap at me,
You force me back with both arms
and if I dare to speak
It's all the same nonsense,
And eventually I become withdrawn
and (disgusted/distracted) from the warm breath
That you used to please me with. |
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[Nov. 7th, 2005|12:57 am] |
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holy shit, 12 oz mouse is one of the most badass shows ever created. |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2005|11:42 pm] |
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wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo FLCL saturday midnight bitcheessssss |
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[Nov. 3rd, 2005|10:05 am] |
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Ever since I had my birthday on thanksgiving when I was little, I remember thinking how long it would be until the next time my birthday would be on Thanksgiving. 2005 seemed rediculously far away... It's funny how time passes by, and now I'm not really excited to have my birthday on that holiday, especially since my family tradition for Thanksgiving has changed since my grandma died. It was in 1994 o_o so i was turning 9 years old. He he :) now i'm turning 20. It feels weird. |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 31st, 2005|09:14 am] |
| [ | Current Music |
| | Badly Drawn Boy | ] |
So i'm awake an hour early because i forgot to change my clock. I'm loading the newest firmware for my mp3 player... hopefully it actually does something. I'm bored out of my mind so i'm actually attempting to make an entry. Someone let me have their brood war disc >< i want to play that fucking game. I got owned by the computer about 3 times in a row yesterday in starcraft... it was pretty sad. I need to figure out and actually decent build order that i don't get owned in the face with. You know you suck when the computer beats you. So photo class in about an hour... hooray or something. The lectures are rediculously boring. I wonder if i have my midterm today... i guess i don't really care. School is complete bullshit... as is work... >< i don't really want to do either. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Time to finish downloading civ 4 and then play it wooo wooo |
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