Tuesday, December 22, 2009


"And so I went through the looking glass, stepped into the netherworld, where up is down and food is greed, where convex mirrors cover the walls, where death is honor and flesh is weak. It is ever so easy to go. Harder to find your way back..."
By Marya Hornbacher
She could not have said it better...

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Call me Rainbowlips

Taste beyond my skin. Dare to love every part of me. You can not. You will never. Just let me in! Let me be a part of you the way i was once a part of another! I am wholly myself and only me because i have no part of you, and you will take no part of me. There is more to life then this race, this jump into responsibility and lost causes. There is no life where you are walking, running. There there is only rocks, though solid and securely held to the ground they are dry and lifeless. I do not wish to be among rocks and stones. I wish to be among the living, the truly living. Gather up your possessions and give me a tiny piece of you that i can say that i know and i will show you the way. I know a path, though it holds old value for me for i have been there many times before i will take you to it now. It is my place and place at once of piece and chaos. It is Life it is Breath, It is Water, it is Air, it is Religion, It is Passion, It is Love. Love that can swallow you up if you will let it...

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

HA Cheat!

To say the least, I have decided to protest.
I haven't narrowed it down yet
but I need more reactionaries!
I am recruiting.
Join the Absent Army!
You right there yes you!
Did you know there is a war going on?
Did you know that you have been lied to ever day of your life by filthy rich demigods on your magic telli?
Yes it's true...
SO prey that you don't let them Right out the story in their words.
Who are they? You ask.
The man in the suit telling jokes in the news room.
The woman in the dress yelling about the terror that she knows we supply.
I don't want a new generation of picket fences, nor do I want picketers.
I want the New militia, I want a revolution from a crumbling joke of a democracy to something with Truth as a foundation.
We are not equal and but we are free, and Though we can never have both.
I will use my freedom and do somefucking things about it.
It's easy. CLick the red button baby.