I've been waiting, watching... Reading and readying myself. And I discover each and everyday that I get more and more bored.
Want a disturbing movie to watch?
Go find Se7en. Now that, that is a movie for disturbed people.


Poems IFor Xing:Poems I
1.
Rising, abating, departing, deflating, succumbing, to sleep in reality's deeps
for all and for-ever we'll sleep through the nethers and cross o'er meadows like feathers
in of through fin gate we'll waltz in our gait and cross o'er meadows like feathers
driving, flying crying, wiping numbing the pain of reality's deeps
2.
come let us sing with voices resound the burden that carries within and without be lightened and lifted and hearts 'gain


I Never Got to Say GoodbyeThe sun shone like any other day. It didn't matter what happened on the lonely planet, whether animals died needlessly or hearts were broken like so many baby-toys. The bright star we call the Sun wouldn't stop shining for such miniscule things. But it should, for a short while.I Never Got to Say Goodbye
Everyone should experience the coldness of the broken human heart.
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Green grass, white sands, blue water and a cool breeze on top of the everlasting sunshine. The beach indeed is the place to gather. Lives had chilled down and relaxed, and friends sought out friendship after the harsh-ship.
Friends chatted, food was


Hopeless"HEY! We're not done yet!"Hopeless
The black-clad visage turned in the shadows, a breath away from disappearing. Dust-motes floated serenely through the still, dead air. A vibe of killing lingered in the air, source unknown...
"?", came the shrug, the inquirer still unsure of what had been left un-done.
"What about our vacation time?"
"What about it?"
"WHAT? YOU! YOU STUPID SONUVA-" A hand materialized out of the gloom, and securely clamped the offending mouth. Behind the hand, one could envision the face of a particularly attractive woman with a bright future, albeit contort


LonelinessClouds tumbled by overhead, careless, lazy, uncaring. Sunlight bathed the lush grass at random, lumine blessings wafting an organic growth.Loneliness
The old man leaned back just a bit further, letting the stretch of his worn clothing balance out. The waif of no obvious gender sat cross-legged, wondering what the odd man would do next. Butterflies fluttered past, minds hard at work seeking out flowers. A dozen neurons. Per cubic meter.
"Look upon the works of my art, and weep... See the shame and gloating that permeates the world. Mankind; my sign is death, my progress is shallow and defeatist," the wrinkled one mumbled. Aroun
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All you can ever do is hope. All I'll ever do is wait.
Sooner or later... Something good'll happen.
~nomex
*adds*
Faith here
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All you can ever do is hope. All I'll ever do is wait.
Sooner or later... Something good'll happen.
~nomex
And don't worry, I'll start tagging you in my journal entries.
You and nicole are my new victims.
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