Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Many months ago, I felt more seperate from Everything Else than I have ever felt. There was still Me, and there was still Everything Else, we were just seperate: The World and I. It was romantic, like a fairytale. It was nice. It was so nice and pretty and sweet. I have since discovered the Friendly Dimension. I don't know exactly what this other thing I've described was, or if it's still there. It was pretty shiny; it was pretty bright. But it's not Now. Or was it?
Friday, November 20, 2009
the economist should just be a website soon
i find the news
hard to
get into,
but the myth of faust
as metaphor
for
modern man
is fun to exlpore,
and x-files is
a good show
with pretty shadows
and wonderful evil
to watch
with a girl;
i would like to make
a show
for you
to watch
with your girl
as it rains
hard to
get into,
but the myth of faust
as metaphor
for
modern man
is fun to exlpore,
and x-files is
a good show
with pretty shadows
and wonderful evil
to watch
with a girl;
i would like to make
a show
for you
to watch
with your girl
as it rains
now distance for now
esoteric,
you made the treasure
more hidden:
things are better;
now we move
and it is so fun
because
she is
beautiful again
and everything is useful
endless likeness
human legs
always
you made the treasure
more hidden:
things are better;
now we move
and it is so fun
because
she is
beautiful again
and everything is useful
endless likeness
human legs
always
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