oh_me_ghost

Theres nothing to write today. There is something to do. I dont know what that something is or why it is necessary or what exactly it would accomplish. Gwen says Thats why it continues to need to be done. I would tell her to say it differently, but then Id have to open my mouth, and then I might have to acknowledge how much I...
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Emotional strangeness
Scares the hell out of the boy.
Words are the sounds they make.
Due to an abstract hate.
Without a Specific someone to love
Onto. She jumped into the lake.
And Swam Away Underneath.
Smiling towards the future
Yet terrified of fate. As the fairies
used to say Eternity Knows terror very
Well, There were patches of black ink.
There was blood upon...
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In Matrix Reloaded, Neo is the one. As the one he is able to consciously alter the code within the matrix. How does he do it? We dont know. Nor do we care. But in the movie, a character named Counselor Hammond believes that we need to find out. I dont have any clue how you do the things you do he says, I hope...
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People. Various, breathtaking, and cruel. It takes many. To make a reality.

One kind: They act the way they know is best. They are basically the dead. Urr, Undead.

Second kind: They act spontaneously. They are mostly alive.

Third kind: They dont act. They live. They are intriguing. Some say they are lucky since bizarre things happen to them.

Fourth kind: They make judgements about...
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Anybody with a bit of femme in their body or mind is suddenly a miracle to me. Im too easily overwhelmed by people, especially the ones that are strange. I need to focus.on realness. Too much Anais Nin is good, but its too much, and I need to get unstuck. I will become political. To say something deragotory about America is to be instantly an...
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That candle girl is lost and things are darker. Society has no effect on her except when it comes to making her feel so terrible that she crumbles into a river on the bathroom floor. Candles only do this in slow motion. But I know the truth, Speed up the frames and you will see what is happening, the crushing violence of its fall. All...
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You say that I am weak. I think that maybe you see yourself in others. Thats a love-tap Maria. Its a jab. Not an undercut. Stuck within a dream and making a fuss about it. Blaming me for not being cruel or maybe beautiful enough. For being truthful to me. Instead of being truthful to you. Whats truthful for you doesnt seem real. What you...
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On second thought, you are not the kind of man that I approve of, now that I have gotten to know you. She repeats this phrase once every 173 days. Last Friday She has a recycled toothbrush between her toes and with it draws on the carpet with the colors of her animus a bizarre character named Edward. What is a man? Imagined. He will...
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Artist is a Gender.

There are entertainers
And there are artists.
There are both.
And there are seperates.
If what youre saying
Cant be said, then
Youre probably an artist.
If everybody notices and says Holy
Mother of God
Then youre an entertainer as well.
Hooray. America will suck you
Like the nipple of a cow.
Yes, depend upon it.

In this place,
Being noticed...
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I am numb from the warm. Theres no pain, no running away from this heat Theres a lightness, a primal rightness in taking the reigns. Theres a lack of desire too. A sadness. I want to scrape all the good away. The good must be gotten rid of first. Next I would chisel out the bad. Then all the plain. And finally any bits of...
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