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Posted on 2011.01.02 at 21:39
Current Location: Tudor Castle
Current Mood: indescribableindescribable
Current Music: "Thinking of You" - Katy Perry
This bizarre, interconnected—uncoiled, recoiled, supercoiled moment of this.. this thing that we do again and again. It's as if you're there, and not—and you come rushing back in to me.
Taking a rope with it's three-braided twist and continuing to turn until it doubles back on itself of each cycle.
Then one tug and the supercoil unravels into glorious ribbons and I am undone. seamless.


Tired eyes...

Posted on 2010.12.30 at 03:29

It’s really late.  3 AM as I look down at the time.  I’m exhausted but yet I really can’t sleep.  My list of friends is slim of who would be awake at a time like this.  I’m normally not so I’m not presumptuous to think anyone –should- be up.  I don’t really know what to say.  I suppose when I look at this entry in the future I’ll consider “What were you thinking when you wrote this?  Were you sad?  Were you terribly unproductive?—because that’s rather what it seems like.”  I suppose I’ll answer those questions.  I’m not sad.  I don’t feel unproductive at all.  Perhaps I shall express myself in some way to prove that. I’ll show what I’m thinking about via poetry that I find myself reading…

AND wilt thou leave me thus ?

Say nay ! say nay ! for shame

To save thee from the blame

Of all my grief and grame.1

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

Say nay ! Say nay !

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

That hath lov'd thee so long ?

In wealth and woe among :

And is thy heart so strong

As for to leave me thus ?

Say nay ! Say nay !

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

That hath given thee my heart

Never for to depart ;

Neither for pain nor smart :

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

Say nay ! Say nay !

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

And have no more pity,

Of him that loveth thee ?

Alas ! thy cruelty !

And wilt thou leave me thus ?

Say nay ! Say nay !


Jexta is equally responsible.

Posted on 2010.11.10 at 00:42
Current Location: The Baby.
Current Mood: deviousdevious
Current Music: One Song, Glory
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I am a dark human-being.  –But- I would like to inform all that Jexta was the artiste for all terribly-offensive-soul-less-illustrations visible in the video.  So I share negative karma traits with her!


Oh yeaaah!

My first video-day..!

Posted on 2010.11.08 at 18:52
Current Location: The Baby...
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
Current Music: For Miatre Meercats!

Alright, so this is my first video ever.  I really hope it’s reasonably entertaining.  It’s… way darker than I was hoping for. But that probably is attributed to the song choice and video clips.  It’s clips from Strawberry Panic, and the song is “I Want You, But I Don’t Need You” by Momus.  It’s reasonable.  It’s what happens when I get super stressed over an upcoming exam.  I do things to get my mind off of it!  Alright, let me know what you think…


I'm born to the bad and bad to the bone.

Posted on 2010.11.07 at 11:00
Current Mood: indescribableindescribable
Current Music: "Break Your Heart" - Taio Cruz

I can’t breathe.  Everything is coming at me at velocities I can’t fathom.  Everything is at its best, and at its worst.  I want to ride the waves of this high, but I feel as though there is nothing to celebrate. 

I met a traveler from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings… How often have I said this?  Too often for comfort.  A bit of humility and anguish can go a ways. Perhaps I should learn some.


Meet my girlfriend. Felix Cane. She's... my girlfriend.

Posted on 2010.11.05 at 19:37
Current Mood: hornyhorny
Current Music: The sound of my hormones...
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Gilded Cage.

Posted on 2010.11.03 at 16:17
Current Location: L'enfant
Current Mood: lethargiclethargic
Current Music: "Almost Lover" - A Fine Frenzy
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I am in a cave.  This cave is so dark, and so cold.  It’s the few glimpses of light that remind me that I am not free.  Yet here I blossom, in the cold, into an impenetrable being.  I often wonder this subject. Am I impenetrable because of some force of will bred into my blood? Or am I impenetrable because nothing here, in this cave, can pierce flesh? Is this the way of things?  Or perhaps I am a species that only blooms in this frigid, gilded cage. I wonder these things often.  Then I realize just as simply as I first questioned—it’s none of these things.  It’s called graduate school.

I need a drink.


Just so everybody -loves- flashing to my page.

Posted on 2010.11.02 at 21:58
Current Location: The Baby
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: Cinnamon Cloaca

Chemical burn 2.0

10 mL of Trifluoricacetic acid. pH of less than one.

Lord Asriel.


Posted on 2010.11.02 at 15:45
Current Mood: anxiousanxious
Current Music: "Lips of an Angel" - Hinder


I am not jealous
of what came before me.

Come with a man
on your shoulders,
come with a hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand men between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the wild sea,
to the eternal surf, to Time!

Bring them all
to where I am waiting for you;
we shall always be alone,
we shall always be you and I
alone on earth,
to start our life!

Pablo Neruda

O.m.g... Hooottttt....

Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon.

Posted on 2010.11.02 at 15:30
Current Location: l'enfant
Current Mood: anxiousanxious
Current Music: "Only Hope" - Mandy Moore

Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon,
dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light,
what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars?
What primal night does Man touch with his senses?
Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars,
through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain:
Love is a war of lightning,
and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity,
your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages,
and a genital fire, transformed by delight,
slips through the narrow channels of blood
to precipitate a nocturnal carnation,

to be, and be nothing but light in the dark.

Pablo Neruda

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