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The Baby Tank - Chapter 5
2007-09-18 04:00:00
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More About: Chapter 5 , Chapter
Splattershots
2007-06-25 08:30:00
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More About: Platters
This life belongs to another
2007-06-08 06:36:00
With bloody intent I was raised from dust birth was but an event in life beat after beat from the scarred hand beat into submission, was I it was the first realisation this life belongs to my mother kicked punched and bleeding tears soaked through my shirt cotton dyed red as the blood trickled down the crowd cheered and shouted thoughts drowned in the screams crawling on the ground, the realistion i found this life belongs to the bully my throat burned from the fury shouting, screaming, crying we lost track of loving inflicting our anger on one another bounded by compromise and commitment this life was never mine it now belongs to my lover
More About: Life , Belo
Chesapeake Taxi
2007-06-01 21:38:00
The beauty of working on the road is the many facets of life I am privileged to witness. Once upon a time in Baltimore... The cabbie throws his head back and laughs; one of those deeply reverberating soul coughs that make you feel good even if you don't get the joke. He points at the cab in the next lane and says: "This old dude claims he slept with every woman in Baltimore, so he MUST be my daddy!" Head out the window like a housebound basset on his way to the beach, he skates close in and roars: "WHERE'S MY PONY?" pork pie hat- at a rakish angle hides the old man's mirth
More About: Chesapeake , Taxi
The Taste of Mushrooms
2007-05-31 15:41:00
Michael Mensch wandered around his house in stupefied wonder, amazed that so much hurt was unconnected to any physical injury. What wasn't there was painful, like phantom agony reports from a cut-off leg. Space-time she'd filled with life and presence rang with emptiness. The curve of her body had set the invisible strings of the house vibrating, but now the strings dangled foolishly, hopefully, bereft of purpose, as if their component molecules had stepped out for a moment and forgotten to return.
More About: Mushrooms , Taste , Mush
forest king
2007-05-15 08:23:00
a wild moment... http://www.exsultarefenix.com/wp-content/ uploads/2007/05/forest-king-051507.mp3
More About: King , Forest , Fore
Apocalypse, (Right After These Messages)
2007-05-11 04:47:00
There is a man of my acquaintance who has crucified himself, Although with what purpose, it is difficult to say. Indeed, from where he's sitting, I doubt that redemption is anywhere in sight. Yet sit there he does, as days flow into months. He is nailed there, you see... Skewered, pinned and gutted, Impaled by the shaft of light from his television screen.
More About: Messages , Apocalypse , After , Sage , These
Clumsy Gardener
2007-05-07 06:28:00
http://splicemusic.com/data/sounds/1e/1eb e1df2f1854362878339e16a02fa2f.mp3 there is a part of forever that we can never find the possiblity of every path we chose to leave behind the shades of beauty drawn in manner most unkind to say it cannot be, to be so fully blind
More About: Gardener , Clumsy , Arden , Garde
Epci
2007-04-25 01:47:00
(epci is just epci misspelled) epci
Jan Hammer Got Juice...
2007-04-24 04:00:00
Little ditty from a soundtrack for a film that never existed. jan_hammer_got_juice
More About: Juice , Hammer
of farewell
2007-04-24 04:00:00
it is an odd thing, the farewell given casually, as if a tomorrow will dwell like the scent of promise, a whiff whose sweetness is known may be held close to the heart whose surety is grown like a rose of permanence
More About: Farewell , Fare , Well
Mary's Last Stand
2007-04-24 04:00:00
Mary's last stand was lived long & well done. Mary's night off came when she finally finished doing common chores & finding fertility out that S/he's changed man. Looking through the many hued glasses there comes a time, places near granite seas, and III anvils as markers to Brunelleschi’s dome, granting everyone shelter should we never care of treasures under address.
More About: Mary , Last , Stand
Jan Hammer Got Juice...
2007-04-24 04:00:00
Little ditty from a soundtrack for a film that never existed. jan_hammer_got_juice
More About: Juice , Hammer
dandelion and dendrite
2007-04-13 18:57:00
dancing in the meadow misty morning mauves and lingering twilight twinkling the dandelion spun, run, won the race with a dew drop to the edge of the leaf hovering upon the tip
More About: Deli , Elio
Saheed
2007-04-13 18:54:00
How many skies must you tear How many coins tossed Into the fountain of fear Skitterish sideways leaps Of you, at your own shadow?
Mara: Another Name for Maya?
2007-04-04 02:38:00
The [[Buddha]] was born and raised Hindu. His philosophies, overall, have many ties to [[Hinduism]]; in a way, many seem to be new interpretations of Hindu ideas. A prime example of this is [[Mara ]]. Mara is interpreted in Buddhism in a number of different ways. Some see Mara as a physical entity, similar to the Christian idea of the devil. Some see Mara as the idea of the ego. Some see Mara as a metaphor for samsara, or the idea of the inevitable cycle of death and rebirth. Still others see Mara as simply a symbol of the entirety of conditioned existence. Regardless of which interpretation one chooses to believe, the bottom line is that Mara is the enemy of enlightenment, or the escape from [[Samsara]].
More About: Other , Name , Another , Maya
Soccerball
2007-03-29 00:12:00
Sometimes when I'm really drunk I like to put both hands on my head hold it and think this is ALL that I AM. and then I scream. it makes me want to wear a helmet every day
More About: Ball
Odds-N-Ends
2007-03-21 13:49:00
Odds Ends A stained-glass awning An empty house Of a girl for a bed An albatross-winged heart. through windows An ice-skate blade, Left alone Castile, white flax outside A swim-flight sunning Murky calm, Sylphide. A dozen wishes. Smiling enemies abound He's gone to Ancient promises, astound dance around the clock. Smiling back, Spring's on the porch And gaping over My open door Broken things. Words left in space digress. resound. A lost boy Dream-Caped woman Found by a lost Unicorn Queen girl twin girls Powers of 3 become 10's but short friends. Believe in fairy-tales Teamwork souped-up but watch t.v. sap machine why do complaints aimming javelins sound like tin? ...
More About: Odds
Champagne Eyes
2007-03-19 21:06:00
Life on the road... another dusty town crumbling stucco and neon against a sky on fire as the desert sun goes down on a city in flames instruments loaded in another Mexican meal hotter than a pistol after a drive by and the waitress has champagne eyes
More About: Eyes , Champagne , Cham , Champ
Norman Jean's Radio
2007-03-18 11:03:00
                                        1962                                He got heat on that babe train                                 watching his goo goo ga glorious,                                   gulping gracious god fathered                                 man nuts, plastic car part blood,                                pharmaceutical highball high jinxes                                 drowning state capital streets aloud,                                yazz boats crushing cold coda beats,                                 selling the Mall of Russia America.  ...
More About: Radio , Jean , Norman , Adio
Screw the Man in the Yellow Hat
2007-03-09 14:30:00
Yeah, wasn't till he died of a tweak overdose that I came to grips with what was really going on. I went on this sabbatical after the autopsy, back to the Congo. That's when the memories started coming back. Man, the Jungle! I hadn't swung on a vine in nearly 20 years. Hard to get cigars tho... I was sitting up around 100 ft when the rain came down and put out my last one. As the nic fits hit, and I found myself peering out through the canopy to try and find a liquor store, I realized what he'd done to me. I couldn't live there anymore. And I began to remember why.
More About: Yellow , Screw , Yell , Crew , The Man
The Lightning Stone
2007-03-09 11:29:00
For the man who taught me The Way...
More About: Lightning , Stone , Light , Tone
passages
2007-03-07 18:55:02
He ate spiders as a child, sometimes stared at the silk minutes at a time, searching the delicate weave for the knot and its untangled beginnings.
More About: Pass , Sage , Ages
Stay fed free
2007-03-07 18:55:02
Heard a caterpillar cry, and cauliflower crackle. Watched my torso rotate a heart attack in wait, fed from the flatland wheat. Learned: if you've got a mountain you've got a mountain of joy, build a fire, and stay warm, even if you've got no water. You've got a mountain, a burning blue sky. All else is movement to a home where water plants wild live cauliflower.
More About: Free , Stay
Ron Jeremy's Ice Cream Truck
2007-03-07 18:55:02
Well, the title says it all, really... RJ_s_Ice_Cream _Truck
More About: Ice Cream , Remy , Jeremy
Scorpio - Doll Kill Doll
2007-03-07 18:55:02
I wanted nothing more than the gift of suicide. When I was obscene, sweet 7-teen, unzipping my veins on the bathroom floor.
More About: Scorpio , Kill , Doll
The Baby Tank - Chapter 2
2007-03-07 18:55:02
there is magic in the desert
More About: Baby , Tank , Chapter , Chapter 2
Howl.com
2007-03-07 18:55:02
I was pulling up some 10 base T cable for one of our servers talking to Ginsberg like I do now since he won't leave me alone
More About: Howl
Modern Haiku
2007-03-07 18:55:02
Haiku has come a long way from the 575 you may have learned in school. Contemporary Western Haiku is ripe with stark imagery within the space of one breath. -John Stone
More About: Haiku , Modern
Chronemics of New Worlds
2007-03-07 18:55:02
Time is viewed with different perspectives depending on which culture it is being observed from. Traveling the world, humans are subjected to many world views on how time is constructed, considered and used. Island time constructs, for instance, are appealing to those who desire a more relaxed environment. Saying Aloha means both hello and goodbye, sometimes simultaneously, when passing an acquaintance in Hawaii. Everywhere human beings go provides new perceptions on time’s construction. However, how these perspectives are viewed, and thus used, rests alone on the visiting observer, revealing the importance of maintaining awareness of the time construct abided by within a culture.
More About: World , Worlds , New World
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