January 2012
4 posts
i'm not scared anymore
December 2011
69 posts
the accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout “save us!”
and i’ll look down and whisper “no.”
my friend said to me, i think the weather’s trippy. i said no, man, it’s not the weather that’s trippy, perhaps it is the way that we perceive it that is indeed trippy. then i thought, man i should have just said yeah.
i am not what i was
and i don’t even know if i really am what i will be
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life is not what you ever think it is going to be
because if it was,
where would i be
and where would any of us really be
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and if it’s true, that we are real
if that’s true
i don’t really know what else could be real
we don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. and the human race is filled with passion.and medicine, law, business, engineering - these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. but poetry, beauty, romance, love - these are what we stay alive for.
no more denying the beauty of who you really are, no more wars for oil, fuck the mainstream media.
yes to the beatles and to george monbiot, yes to FDM and to gary dunne’s live shows. yes to WOOFing and the festival scene, and yes to the brave youth who build all our dreams.
yes to solidarity and internationalism, tom paine, george orwell, spiritual activism. yes to rory mcleod rambling...
your dreams miss you
it happens gradually
and then suddenly you are afraid to live
i think my freckles are cute
and i think yours are too.
#59 you can tell alot about a person by their...
so rock me mama like a wagon wheel rock me mama anyway you feel hey mama rock me rock me mama like the wind and the rain rock me mama like a south-bound train hey mama rock me
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i’m glad i grew up in pike township because unlike people i know, i grew up KNOWING racism was still around. i wasn’t sheltered.