we'll jump in time to the sound of footsteps falling falling up and sideways.
the key thought is secrecy embraces in itself.
and thoughts vanish under it's wings and motion blurs and passion is but vapor.
watchdogs sleep in your mind and live in the waking world with curious wooden flats.
their intentions are...strange and suspicious yet no excuse for shun.
and if the search for the great horn begins time will seem but a fraction of a heart beat as once again motion blurs to the opposite feelings.
flight is the sun, and safety is the moon, and siblings are stars and walls.
life means nothing when your dreams come true within a dream.
forget? never. love? always. the night? supreme. me? insane...yet happy :)
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Alone in the dark
So the other night i decide to take a stroll at 10:30 and go to a friend's house in a NOT-VERY-SAFE neighborhood. So i let praise know i'd be gone and back at 11:30 and for her to be there to open for me. I went, had a great time, come back and Andres the mthfkr is at the door fuming and raging....well, use your imagination and think of lots of yelling, laughing, and scuffling. I'm fine but some people didn't like my ''stunt'' and thankfully enough i wasn't punished. I tell you there's nothing quite as exciting as walking through a neighborhood possibly 3 blocks away from the most awful, smelly and dangerous ville in Buenos Aires...La Rana. My heart pumped away all the self-confidence i had stored up for the trip. Scary and yet fun. Even if i did get robbed and beat up, i can honestly tell you i wasn't afraid, just thoughtful. (my friend told me that a guy was shot 12 times in the head for refusing to give over his car, he had a family of 5) I would do it again if it wouldn't mean more shouting and grounding (not saying they did haahah) Well, anyways i had a hard time sleeping, Praise took a few knocks for me so to speak but she walked away laughing and telling me not to worry...gosh i love her. Oh, and if you read this post praise, don't ever mention it to me or i'll double over purple in the face :)
Monday, November 8, 2010
A spider's tale
OK, so one day i go outside and find a spiderweb on a plant that was just shimmering and glistening in the sunlight. I looked closer and saw this spider -the female- I grabbed a jar and stuck it in...a little while later i found the male on a light switch. -i suppose it was a male for being smaller and also that the female killed and ate the smaller one in the night- I took pictures of them as you can see and if any of you find out what spider it is...well it would be awesome. Cheers ppl....oh, and you can click the photos to get a good close up
The Male
The Female
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Day 3
Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamppost how it feels about dogs.
—Christopher Hampton
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Day 2
Some people like my advice so much that they frame it upon the wall instead of using it.
—Gordon R. Dickson
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
A Quote a Day
I've decided to post a quote a day just so you ppls can have something other than my encoded problems to read. Here's the first one:
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not, and a sense of humor was provided to console him for what he is.
—Oscar Wilde
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