Déjà vu

How does it burn?

all my tastes are tasteless

every passing minute, is a chance to turn it all around
sayonara, zetsubou-sensei

just think wonderful lovely thoughts...

Ugg A Wugg

tempo, tempo, tempo...mmmmm....a tango

Just keep forgetting to remember
and why is it that i want to run run
as fast and as far as I can
away
into the arms of nothing
i remember the day I stopped playing
it was a bloody nose
during a math test
drip drip drip drip drip
a particular quality if lifelessness that I cannot put my finger on
nope, no pulse
if you have a bloody nose
don't start running,
because your heart will start to pump your blood harder,
and make your nose bleed even faster!!!

some doors only open once

World Goddess Wish

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feeling vibrations in my eyeballs right now...

Electric Night

Uncle Roy

Once upon a time,
and long ago,
there was no such thing
as doors.
Actually,
that's only what i can call it,
after the fact.

Is it better to leave the page blank?
If I write something,
it just has to be interpreted,
and altered, and refined.

When is the refined version the whole complete
unrefined thing?
It feels like eating yourself from the outside in,
living to die again,
once upon a time...

Shadows lead without following
That is a line that I would like to be....
Hey, which direction is it going?
Which direction is the place you're going....?
and ummmmm, is there actually anyone in charge here?

Ahoy!
Land, sea, sky, terra?

Fears evaporated, water boiled too long
tears rising into my eyes

What do you believe?

eyes, ears, hands, hearts & feet
palm to palm
and
cheek to cheek

you've heard it all before

Gravity Rolls Tears Freely

If tears, when they fell,
wherever they dripped,
bore sparkling pools from which
letters and words sprang forth.

Tears would be the essence of beauty,
Refining themselves,
by simple design,
clarifying, their mortal choice

The more sorrowful the tears,
the more beautiful the words
However, fabricated blue tears,
only fill pretend words with artificial meaning

This is why truth is beautiful,
and has a real meaning…

We kept crying and got too many words….
For every unnecessary tear,
there is an unnecessary word,
which is to say most words are unnecessary,
as no tears were ever really necessary

But then again,
without the heavy-hearted tears,
we would never have these beautiful conversations
to fill our hopeful hearts

Only something else
could make you sad enough
to create beautiful tears like that

Don’t fake your tears.
Creation smiles.

So, I had a dream last night,
and i was a turtle, having a dream.

Do you know what turtles dream about?

Silent music
The deaf won’t hear it
And neither will you
Unless you tune in nothing
It sounds like what you would hear
Without actually hearing it
One day, in your future past
You will lend an ear again
Thinking, you like how it catches itself
From end to beginning
So it can never hear itself make a noise