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Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007
12:00 pm
Raving Mad
Ravenous raven, raving.
Crass crustacean, crawling.
A drop of joy and gentleness.
A cup of Christian creed.
That Thanatotic therapy we've wanted whimsically.
Storms of terror strike and torment, streaming to the sands.
The land of ladies and of lords, the land of loss and legacy.
The plane of pain and punishment, the plane of poor and proud.

"How asinine...!" Is assumed. "An assortment of soulless fools!
Our overlook of these observations are only of odious ghouls!"
Destiny hath wrought demise upon these wretched dolls.
Havoc watches as they wander the wicked, empty halls.

Ravenous raven, raving.
Devious demons, damning.
A length of lies and lunacy.
A measured miasmic myth.
The angel draws a line, a journey, dreaming of a law.
A truth that things will think is true and not misconstrue.
Leave me be, you bastardly lies, let me be alone.
What we have done, what we have dreamt...
...it seems it is no more.

Current Mood: Tired
12:00 pm
Cerulean Fire
A spark, here. A flicker, there.
The cavern is lit with the madness of heat.
Power, he feels, for the fire is bright.
The fire is strong. The fire is hot.
Fire, he roars, in his unspoken tongue.
It is mine to keep! I am its god!
He runs out the cavern, holding his torch.
A flash of blue. He is no more.
The charged electrons remain for a moment.
Fire engulfs him ever so briefly.
The storm slows and stops, its duty is done.
The god of fire has fallen, like so many before.

Current Mood: Tired
Wednesday, April 18th, 2007
9:57 am

Current Mood: &
Saturday, April 7th, 2007
8:24 am
8 = 2 * 4
Roll call~

Current Mood: Flimsyed
Wednesday, March 28th, 2007
11:55 am
Love's Price
Something of love.
Will it reach me?
Nothing for love.
Will it teach me?

What meaning has love?
Will it ever be true?
What purpose will't serve?
I never knew.

The pain inside that hurts my heart.
Raking and twisting and tearing apart.
Do I love? Is it her I adore?
Is it her, instead? For whom my feelings pour?
My Beloved and Devoted? My sister? My friend?
Why can I not find a rational end?

A heart beats. Quicker.
The demons all snicker.

My life is surely going where they want.

What can I do!? What must be done!?
Is there a way to stop what's begun?

Maybe not.

Current Mood: Tired
Thursday, March 22nd, 2007
7:39 am

Current Mood: HUNGRY
Wednesday, March 21st, 2007
12:00 pm
Nothing ever works out.

Current Mood: Sick
Saturday, March 17th, 2007
7:27 am

This is one of the most amazing things the internet has ever shown me:
A life-sized flash presentation of a blue whale onscreen!
Warning: I actually couldn't see the picture very long at all, because it's a big file, and it shut my computer down pretty quick, but if you have a decent computer, it should pose no problem for you. You HAVE TO SEE THIS:

Thursday, March 15th, 2007
6:07 pm
8 - 1 = 7
Stolid hyenas.

Current Mood: Extracrumptious
7:27 pm
Wednesday, March 14th, 2007
6:06 am
Yttyrbum yttyrbum. G'NAT G'NAT G'NAT!
Yttyrbum yttyrbum.

Truth moleez folsies. Truth moleez folsies.
Desper des des sesper res es TON. TON OF A G'NAT.


Current Mood: Mrs. Johannson
Thursday, February 22nd, 2007
9:41 pm
Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting

Translation for the hearing impaired: http://www.yousendit.com/download/eURCK2VzTkxwM2w1VEE9PQ

War forty duck-a-pin!
Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
8:53 am
Ate E. For
If you were to, say, REconstruct the diocese... then, perhaps, I'd REconsider your supposed offer.
...but, there is no such thing, is there?

Current Mood: Alleviated
Tuesday, February 20th, 2007
11:11 am
11 = 11
If it's so cold, then wear a sweater.

Current Mood: Tireness
12:00 pm
The Truth
A cold whisper glances your arm. Is it a dream? A nightmare?
The greatest of gifts are earned, not given.
The darkest of nightmares, lived, not dreamt.

You've not suffered, yet, the true torment of what is to be. That is why...

Current Mood: Solemn
Thursday, February 15th, 2007
4:12 am
Friday, February 2nd, 2007
8:26 am
8 = 2 + 6
I have a pimple on my chin.
It is most uncomfortable.

Current Mood: Pained
Wednesday, January 24th, 2007
12:57 pm
What's a hypotenuse?
Monday, December 25th, 2006
12:00 pm

Current Mood: Bored
Monday, December 18th, 2006
4:00 pm
Wintertime. Snow sprinkles soundly at my feet.
Children dance and run and shiver.
New warm jackets? Will deliver.
Bagels in the oven, cooking crisply in the heat.
Children love the wintertime.
A season of the precious and sublime.

It is the time of holidays,
Why else spread such cheer?
For it is also frost and haze,
When skies are never clear.

Wintertime. Snow showers swiftly to my head.
Children cry and drop and whisper.
It seems the air has gotten crisper.
Bodies in the snow, not all of them quite dead.
Children love the wintertime.
A season of the precious and sublime.
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