Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Grace - God's Redemtion At Christ's Expense.

No liquid eye, no pulpy
soft as shit window to the soul...
I will stampede the pastoral,
tusking sentiment

"Reality bites with a variety of sizes of teeth"-Tony Follari

"Happiness is just a word to me and it might have meant a thing or two if I'da known the difference."

possible until proven impossible

"We work in the dark- we do what we can- we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. All the rest is the madness of art."-Henry James

it's amazing
the difference
a bit of sky can make.

"...and then I went and stabbed him! So I'd be careful, Mr. Johnson, I will stab my meat."

In the glitter, in the dark, sunk into velvet
Praying this will never end
In the shadow of a star, in static pallor
I realized I never began

When you've seen beyond yourself, then you will find peace of mind is waiting there. And the time will come when you see we're all one and life flows on within you and without you.

Once you can accept the universe as matter expanding into nothing that is something, wearing stripes with plaid comes easy.

If meat is murder; then eggs are kidnapping, and milk is sexual harrassment.

i wish the community was fueled by anime devations and religious debate. we can just burn those up into an coal oven and keep operational for eons.

"Don't point that gun at him, he's an unpaid intern."

Who is "General Failure" and why is he reading my hard drive?

"Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day
and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing."

Brevity is the soul of wit. Live fast, die young and leave a funny-looking corpse.

"It is a curious sensation: the sort of pain that goes mercifully beyond our powers of feeling. When your heart is broken, your boats are burned: nothing matters any more. It is the end of happiness and the beginning of peace."- George Bernard Shaw

In living I found death, in dying I found what life truly is, now I walk & live as if I will die in the second and be swept up. There is more to life than breathing, and there is more to death than the stopping of breath.

" In order to not be touched, I don't touch.
Gradually I begin to not feel anything real."

a boulder is just a pebble with an attitude

"There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create."
Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867), Mon Coeur Mis a Nu, XXII

"If the only tool you have is a hammer, you be apt to deal with all problems as nails"
Abraham H. Maslow

"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. "

I just got lost in thought. It was unfamiliar territory.

all secrets sleep in winter clothes~

shine bright, thoughts are flashlights

It's as if Shakespeare himself were guiding our hands along a keyboard weege-board, laughing his ass off at the sap we come up with!

"Art, like morality, consists in drawing the line somewhere." - G.K. Chesterson

"If builders built buildings, the way programmers wrote programs, the first woodpecker to come along would destroy civilisation."

'Loneliness is a strange gift.' - E.B. White

And only trees, since the world was born,
have bowed to those who walk against the wind...

"I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsence, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and suddely I saw the heavens unfastened and open."--Pablo Neruda, The People's Poet, Chile (1914-1973)

There are no happy endings, because nothing ends

»Tame birds sing of freedom. Wild birds fly.«

Paranoia is faith in a hidden order behind the visible


im not a poet, but a complete lack of paints in the vacinity drove me to write this last night. I guess this concludes another interesting year...

Her night soft faded to his day
slipped away
barefoot through rainblue streetlight
shy- an indigo retreat
a forgotten lullaby

She merged with his horizon
-the perfect hiding place
whispered to a hundred, but nobody gave
chase. -a jaded ember gaze
In congealing honey haze

Her head she soothed in midnight
mud- in snowmelt earth she lay
moonsoup puddles still reflect
reflections of the day

*We are jigsaw puzzle pieces all floating out in the vacuum, and its not enough that in this 6.3 billion piece puzzle there are only 4, 3 or maybe 2 (if you are a corner piece) other pieces that can fill your gaps... and its not enough that you mabye maybe bump into that piece. The time the place the angle- all must be aligned before you can even touch edges, see if your gaps fill theirs... We will never see what the big picture is; there is no box cover to peek at...

--Faye Faye