Writing was so much easier when I had seven muses. Now that its down to two, Im basically running on fumes, destroying the engine I guess. When I try to be wise, when I attempt to be calm, when I try to be happy, even though I know I am right to be upset, it tends to backfire. The one thing Im effective at is...
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Black Eyes, Five Haikus
Samson, the blind soul.
Is feeling better now though.
Sparks of air are seen.
Oedipus the blind.
No one can remember when.
Memories are skin.
War is no slaughter
A hand flies into a window.
The dead man is warm.
I still hate the war.
The newspaper has pictures.
Also it has words.
Stop this fucking war.
The man with flag...
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Samson, the blind soul.
Is feeling better now though.
Sparks of air are seen.
Oedipus the blind.
No one can remember when.
Memories are skin.
War is no slaughter
A hand flies into a window.
The dead man is warm.
I still hate the war.
The newspaper has pictures.
Also it has words.
Stop this fucking war.
The man with flag...
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By avoiding the Orwellian play-by-play on the war, my outlook is improved. I am new. Everything is good. I will be happy for the Iraqis that arent killed. And happy if they get free speech etc due to changes that happen. However, I will be cognizant that its not a war between one white hero and one black villain. But a war between one massively...
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I need an idea storm. I need and want. To stop wealthy people from making decisions on my behalf.
The propoganda machine is a lying device that effects my cultural environment. I dont like it. But getting angry with it is much like getting angry at a fictional narrative. There is an ocean of air that I live inside of, not on top of. Being...
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The propoganda machine is a lying device that effects my cultural environment. I dont like it. But getting angry with it is much like getting angry at a fictional narrative. There is an ocean of air that I live inside of, not on top of. Being...
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Turmpentine and Patches
By Regina SPektor
She was lying on the floor and counting stretch marks. She hadnt been a virgin, and he hadnt been a god. So she named the baby Elvis. To make up for the royalty he lacked, and from then on its turpentine and patches. From then on its cold Cambells from a can. They were just too jerks playing...
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was_nicole:
hi i' glad to be one of your 2 friends
Theres nothing but momentum keeping me in the lanes
Headaches are fine, but for a couple days now its like an industrial vice is cutting into me. Just thought Id share. Actually though Im OK, but I continue to be upset about the war. Im not practiced in the art of being upset. Some people are experts, truly masters of their rage, but I havent...
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Headaches are fine, but for a couple days now its like an industrial vice is cutting into me. Just thought Id share. Actually though Im OK, but I continue to be upset about the war. Im not practiced in the art of being upset. Some people are experts, truly masters of their rage, but I havent...
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I'm sorry for thinking that I knew what I was doing. I guess what I do best is look like... I am in control. -- Alix Olson
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To develop patience, you need someone who willfully hurts you. Such people give us real opportunities to practice tolerance. They test our inner strength in a way that even our guru cannot.
-- Dalai Lama
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The press gives war a kind of mythic narrative that war, in fact, doesn't have - Chris Hedges.
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George Bush, the liberator. He loves the people, and he kills them because he loves them. "Being dead is better than being a victim of a tyrant like Saddam, he explains. To what extent is Bush making judgments based on wisdom, and to what extent is...
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Thoughts must proceed to paper... quickly... finally understand, bush is infalliable, cannot make an error, his administration is merely plagued by coincidence. Therefore it seems like he is full of shit, while he is actually following his heart and not making use of PR techniques or spin.
It's a coincidence that the US would, by attacking Iraq, acquire a working stronghold within the middle of...
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masseffection:
It may be a rant, but goddamn it's a good one. :]
This song is on my mind, "The consequence of Sounds." Its by the girl over yonder, the tiny Russian New Yorker with the piano and the voice and the fingers and the ability to create a clever summation of various relevant things. Now onto the song which is already in progress. So the piano is playful yet thrusting, the words are rambling yet focused....The worlds...
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