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|Friday, August 24th, 2012|
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|Thursday, August 23rd, 2012|
|Tuesday, July 31st, 2012|
It hurts to hurt,
It hurts to bleed,
|Sunday, January 22nd, 2012|
I need to stop this downward spiral
move my feet, get them out of the mire
Reach out to the ones who are there for me
realizing who I am meant to be
He is not Fabian.
Fake Fabian was not Fabian.
Fabian is not even Fabian.
It is all a hoax.
Just something my brain cooked up
Something like Lestat to hang my hopes on
Knowing in the end they would fall to the ground
When he melted away like cotton candy will do.
I feel like I am waking up.
It is time for a clear head, looking to the horizon.
Time to reach for my goals.
|Friday, November 25th, 2011|
Is there anyone left here in our little community? I recently downloaded some Kerouac and some Tom Wolfe on my Kindle, aaah progress. We have not had a writing topic in ages, does anyone still want to do this?
|Tuesday, April 7th, 2009|
|Wednesday, April 1st, 2009|
i'm getting ready to read the dharma bums by jack kerouac
has anyone read it? is it good?
well, i've posted this on another community under another name, so if you've seen it before be afraid to jump to conclusions.
oh sweet mother of god.
is this what life is?
is this what life is?
oh it seems so
that this is what life is.
oh, but it is not
and i know that for a fact.
life is full of beauty
and sorrow is where i'm at.
one day i will be free-
from this cage and from this home.
i will be able to travel the skys
and the lands that were constructed
for only the free to roam.
i will kiss the budding grounds
and dance with the parted seas.
i will hold the stars in my gaze
and rest the moon upon my knee.
|Tuesday, March 31st, 2009|
Aye! Welcome and rathermuch yay beat.
In other veins, there ought to be more writing here & a postal beat project of sorts. I think.
What a nice little hidey hole you have here.
If you fancy, add me, and I'll add you back. Good to have beat kids in the network. Pachow!
|Monday, March 10th, 2008|
On occasion, I like to check my email's spam folder in search of words that could potentially be interpreted as machine-generated dadaist prose. Sure, most of the time I just find pretty blunt [and often quite laughable!] offers to increase the size of my man rod, invest my hard-earned money in a foreign bank, or dapple in the business of illegal prescription drug purchases. And while all of these sound like opportunities I must be a FOOL to pass up [cough, cough], sometimes the semantics tickle the creative part of my brain's fancy-- it's true that with enough bending and shaping, any collection of words, no matter how literally absurd, can be given a poetic context; don't you think? Backstory aside, I checked out ye ole home of e-mail-based indigent scum this morning to find quite the interesting little piece. Under a few captioned images that covered the whole spectrum of such aforementioned themes of e-mail spam, I found some words that sparked my interest. After the addition of a line break and some punctuative markings here and there, this was the finished product. Please do indulge if this be your thing!
I dislike when summer comes, Nicola
(Original title taken from subject line)
Written?/Transcribed?/Assembled by "oralia"
Across he, me live.
the once-up land at about those
life is almost.
Father most; come house.
small, long, important in said water.
took in another air.
Hard towards then-while right.
Anymore, ways work.
Five hand words,
often one against soon,
light and back.
This under-water set in play;
This animal told/tell/called,
"take kind, she home."
Several then between,
does them under.
And here is the original text if anyone is interested in tinkering around to inject a different interpretation:
Little sea year see. Across he me live. After that the once. Up land at about those of when life his almost. Father most come house.
Her what back small long important in said water. Went hard took in another air which home. Hard toward then while right any more ways work. Point important which picture five hand. Words often one against soon light and back.
This under water set in play which way this. Animal told tell called take kind she home. Several then between does them under.
|Sunday, March 9th, 2008|
For Nabokov Lovers: Fictioncircus.com is now accepting submissions.
Fictioncircus.com, a new literary magazine, is looking for a few good short stories from a few good writers.
If you were a storyteller in the old days, you could shake down a town for a meal and a bed with the power of your storytelling. We want to bring back the power of storytelling, to take it back from the McSweeney's cult of light whimsy and printing tricks. We want your stories to be a part of that effort, if you think your stories are good enough to shake down a town for a meal and a bed.
If you think that--or if you think you can trick us or something because you're a really smart graduate student who's read White Noise like, TWICE--then take a look at our site at http://fictioncircus.com
. If you think your work would fit well with us, then by all means send it. Submission procedures and guidelines can be found at http://fictioncircus.com/submissions.php
The inevitable bad news: we can't afford to pay you. But you will have your story and whatever information you want to provide up on our site for as long as you want it to be there. We're working on building enough revenue to pay writers, and as soon as we can do that we'll definitely remember everyone we've published.
We are NOT looking for people to write articles for the site at this time. We are ONLY looking for fiction.
So if you write fiction, get it to us, punks!
- Dr. Stephen Future
|Thursday, August 23rd, 2007|
Quote from Days of War-Nights of Love
It caught my attention as I was re-reading. If you are not familiar with the book visit www.crimethinc.com, they have tremendous publications.
What if everyone decided right and wrong for themselves, without any regard for conventional morality? What if everyone did whatever they wanted to, with the courage to face any consequences? What if everyone feared loveless, lifeless monotony more than they fear taking risks, more than they fear being hungry or cold or in danger? What if everyone set down their "responsibilities" and "common sense," and dared to pursue their wildest dreams, to set the stakes high and live each day as if it were the last? Current Mood: mellow
|Friday, June 22nd, 2007|
i'm not sure if this is allowed, if not let me know & i'll delete this poast ASAP.
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|Wednesday, May 2nd, 2007|
Разрывающим битом через пролив
Агонизирующих клавиш бибопа
Взрыв насупленной ночи
Чужим языком и ритмом
|Thursday, April 5th, 2007|
and crowded bars
oh so beautiful
and the madness so sweet
sugars of poppy
opiate bliss and
manic fucks on ultimate highs
my life so scattered to the wind
you must help me
find the pieces once whole
Forget all pasts
leave regret in the guilt-drenched
knowing that right now
is all that matters.
We are all
And with that bottle
pen we make our own selfish
only temporary yet completely
the moment awaits us
calling ever so softly
|Tuesday, March 20th, 2007|
on the wing
i want it all
life is giving me its all
pulsating unconsciously obsessively
there isn't enough time
delving into a creative process
of the mind
hearing her lyrics, every word
reading his books, every word
every note, every grammatical error,
every motive, every suggestion
i am desparate, and compulsive
it is endless! and i want it all
|Sunday, December 17th, 2006|
So you say I have 'cancer
In the lymph-node
On the right side of my neck?'
Well I guess
I might as well
And pretend nothing's happened.
Have a drink
Look at the pictures
From when I was a kid
And poke gingerly....
I might as well
("I cut with iron and B12,'
he informs me)-
Indulge a little
Turn up the radio
And bury my head
Under the sheets
Of a chronically empty bed.
It's the same thing
For the past six weeks-
Why should these little details
Change a damn thing?
Ever fucked a
Living Dead Girl?
Now's your chance.
This is about
As it gets.