February 2012
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October 2011
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September 2011
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In a nutshell
I LOVE YOU
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sep. 2. 2011
So now that I can finally have a place to put my thoughts, without the hindrance of having to be so concise, I’ll be having a way better time trying to explain everything that’s happening in my life as it comes along. First and foremost, there is nothing in this world that has me writing about stuff more than a girl. Which is mostly always the case, and there is nothing that I will do...
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“The research raises the question, is God a delusion created by brain chemistry,...”
– Scientists at John Hopkins University.
August 2011
8 posts
Everything is Related
I can’t even begin to write something on here, because I know that the person that I want to hear it won’t read it. Most likely, I mean. So I’ll just wait for the day that Relatd.net comes into play. That will be my domain in which to openly express myself, in high hopes that it will be a vigil for that person to read. I’ve tried to write this blog, oh say, 4 times already,...
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[ ]This close
About the way I feel about this mystery person. I have a feeling that it should be left unnoticed for the rest of my good life, because I know that this person loves me even though its not in a romantic way. Even if I did have a chance to co-exist with this individual, I know that I would feel weird unless we were just friends. I know that I could do that.. but I also know that I want more from...
Rasta
I think that you being in my life has pushed me to look at the things I have and really evaluate them. As far as continuing my faith, you’ve helped me because of your altruistic personality, however inadvertent it may seem. My recent belief in the Rasta Ideology has helped me love you even more. Because our relationship has grown passed all the materialistic and vein facades. Although, when...
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Solely
for venting. Good or bad. It doesn’t matter.
July 2011
3 posts
My subtle post:
Whether people read this or not, its funny how much effort I put into it all this time. Trying to be ambiguous I mean. Right now, I’m just thinking about this “girl” who doesn’t have the time of day for me. On another note, someone else still doesn’t either. I wonder what it is. These past few days, I’ve been sharing my knowledge about the universe with a...
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Why do I keep posting about it...?
Mostly to get me through these days of ambiguity. Mostly to get me passed the fact that it was all once part of my life, and now that I can see fairly clearly, I appreciate it all. However, as I kind of look back into the past, I can’t help but feel the love that once surrounded me. The love that was especially for me. A love that was no holds barred. I look at the times when I used to think...
Why I think I'm still in love
I know that it is mostly because I am happy when I think of the way that it all used to be. Even in the short duration in which we sustained our love. For the most part, I know that all of what I feel is true. It puts a smile on my face when I think about you. I know that I scarcely turn up in your mind the way that you fill mine. The fondest memory that I have was an experience that changed my...
June 2011
2 posts
The words
Its funny how so much of my time is being consumed in believing one thing. I talked about it yesterday, and to be completely honest, it felt good to actually utter the words from my mouth and to not keep it in much like I usually do. I want to believe the things that you say are true. I want to believe the things that I read. And I want to believe, most of all, that you and I will mature from our...
Plans: *keep on walking on the road to zion*
I wanted to compile this because a recent influence. Plus, I just wanted it to be something that everyone could see….
1. Lay low for a while.
2. Keep reading and writing.
3. Write a letter.
4. Finish a form.
5. Finish the song/poem.
6. Make a new CD.
7. Don’t go out this weekend, (except with certain people and/or familia)
8. There is no eight.
May 2011
13 posts
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Right here; Right now.
As I listen to the only music that helps me to feel good, I can’t help but think about you. And the way that I am not/was not by your side. Dear Reader, if you have it in to stop reading, please do so. Because this post is not going to be much different then my others.
First, I want to point out the fact that I am so confused…
Second, I’ll convey the fact that I am losing some...
Please.
Enjoy yourself.
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When I remember how to Rocksteady
Rocksteady lover, I watch you from afar,
Rocksteady.. Rocksteady
It isn’t just a dance but a way to feel freely
Rocking steady next to you
The vibration comes off easy
I can feel the heart and I can feel the soul
Deep within, just let it unfold
The makings of a truth
Without it going to subside
Rocksteady with me at least one more time
You make it clear you want to leave
Just as...
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The truth is: I say it, regardless if it falls on...
I’ve always known what it is that I can put my efforts into caring about. Its in all the Reggae music that I listen to. Its in all 140 characters that I use to describe my feelings and thoughts. And the only thing that I can’t, or should I say won’t do, is be specific. I love the ambiguity, and the fact that I’m the only one that knows what I’m truly talking about....
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Song list to get through this morning...
Her Space Holiday- Something to do with your hands
Kings of Convenience- Know How
Bright Eyes- Make A Plan To Love Me
Bob Dylan- I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight
Conor Oberst and the MVB- White Shoes
Soggy Bottom Boys- Man of Constant Sorrow
Bright Eyes- Happy Accident
Fleet Foxes- Drops In The River
Le Loup- We Are Gods! We Are Wolves!
Pink Martini- Je Ne Veux Pas Travailler
Flight of...
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“Write first, drink later. To write you must be warm, fed, loved and sober.”
– PATRICK McGRATH
It’s a sweet smile and then a denial. Hey, you are just trying to be nice. But there is a meaning to every fleeting action you unconsciously decide. The clocks they chime. Now it’s time.
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What am I?
By the time I can see the little light that flickered off in some amount of distance, a manifestation of thought bequeathed it’s crown to me. But it too, as so many other things have fallen through me. If I cried, the tears would enter the cavity of my body and drip to the floor as I evaporate just a little bit more like steam. The shaking earth, I cannot feel it and that scares me....
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Excerpt from Dracula
“I am in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!”
One wrong decision...
I have wet brain (http://bit.ly/aZ3wdO) which I think is why it all went under yesterday. I don’t know why I continue to f*** up the situation, and I continue to hurt the people around me and ultimately myself. I think I might have a real problem that I can not overcome by myself. I think its one of those things that will make me succumb to death eventually, and this is something that I...
Casting call for intellectual minds to discuss...
I know that this is kind of a generic thing to want, but wouldn’t it be interesting enough? Isn’t there something that would grab your attention long enough to have a conversation about? Having a group of like minded people to sit around and address issues that are important to us even if that means being objected and countered by someone elses ideals or beliefs? I think that I would...
April 2011
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From my playlist
Again, I find myself trying to think of ways to entertain the thoughts in my head by making false assumptions of possible endings. I know that its just like me, however. Just as many of you who know me know. When this happens, its usually at the worst of times, when I’m feeling down, depressed, distraught, perturbed, etc. Although I do write to you, dear Reader, I feel that it is with the...
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Stupid ideas composed of sentiments
I’ve come to realize too many things at the wrong times. Mostly at the end of it all, after the fact that it was ever important, to me (or any other third party for that matter). Listening to an old Bright Eyes album lets me think a little. And I can remember all of the things that I used to feel when there was something important in my life that I let slip away because of my remarkably...
March 2011
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Avert Your Eyes
Notice that there will be no poetic anecdotes or frivolous explanations for what is going on in my life. Due to the fact that I haven’t been much of a help in anyones life, I believe that it doesn’t really matter what I have to say. The weight of my words are that of a feather in a tornado. (poetic, eh?) With murmurs of World War 3, climate disasters in foreign countries, and the...
January 2011
3 posts
Bear with me
This last week, I have had a serious wake up call that I can’t fully explain in the form of a blog. I know that I have had other responsibilities, but there are things that I believe to have really changed my frame of mind. In a nutshell, I have seen something wicked unfold, and it was a lot to take in. I cried. I wish that there was another way that I could tell someone, but I know that...
Welcome (I guess)
I don’t think that I could ever be more surprised. After all this time, something inside of your head decided to take the step into a lake of fakes and phonies. I just hope that there isn’t a lot of investigation that will go on (although I have no doubt that there won’t be). I have posted so many things about people without names that I kind of feel like a blog Nazi, and...
Today
It was early in the morning when I had first woken up. I would say about 3 or 4 in the morning. I hadn’t been having dreams the whole night, but when I opened my eyes for a few brief moments, I thought about what time it was and wondered if I could fall asleep just as easily as I had come to consciousness. When I finally did close my eyes, a dream came to fruition, and now it concerns me....
December 2010
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Night
This post is only to express the subtle happiness that I was able to feel. I am glad to have a friend like you, even though you might never read this, other people might and that’s enough to feel a little better. Falling asleep on accident and not getting kicked out, or anything like that.
Right now, as I listen to Bright Eyes, I just think that I am fortunate to still be able to have a...
Almost
I wasn’t going to post on here today, but then I figured, “why not?” partially because I know that i’m mostly talking to myself and no one replies. The main reason that I wanted to post was to convey my anxiety and acute depression. I have been up in spirits for the most part, but when I have to talk about it, I want to come off as kind of dull and annoying with my...
Dear You
My lack of interest for not posting isn’t simply because I don’t want to. It’s because I have these ideas that formulate in my mind and accumulating sensible ways around them to make them at least a spot cohesive is a task that I endure. I have to say that my writing is coming along well, and I wish that I had an editor. OR at least someone to read it when its finished.
On...
November 2010
7 posts
As I write, the sound provokes the thoughts of...
From diamonds to dust
Just when I thought I had it… I lose it in the blink of an eye. That just goes to show, that sometimes, life nd love are too good to be true.
“memory don’t leave you like people do, they always stay with you…”-Billy Boyo (I like your something)
I had left this post as a draft for the longest time, funny how it makes sense after all these weeks. Listening to the...
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Another Excerpt (short)
“The projection of my surroundings has become surreal. And the only feeling that I have left is the empathetic guilt that I share with those buildings and trees. The regret that comes with asking “why me?” No one really knows what it feels like to be the only person within any radius. The insignificant period in a dictionary.”
I need to find an editor for real.