December 2011
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October 2011
2 posts
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“If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it...”
– Rudyard Kipling (via - my father)
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woke up - silly and in love,
talked some,
then wished for - death from above.
September 2011
3 posts
leftovers
the ones you can’t shake…
feelings left over from dreams.
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“Why don’t you ever want to play?
I’m tired of this piece of string....”
– “Plea From A Cat Named Virtue” by The Weakerthans
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August 2011
7 posts
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“We are the music makers,
And we are the dreamer of dreams,
Wandering by lone...”
– Ode by, Arthur William Edgar O’Shaughnessy (1874)
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I just feel better, about the world, when I'm in...
codependency? infatuation? (In either case, something that feels so great…and, may not turn out that way.)
or, could it be…
Mom always said, “You’ll never win the lottery if you don’t play!”
I suppose a couple potential results of heading that advice, might make someone a compulsive gambler… or, a millionaire…
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Fernando French: We are starting The Unquarterly →
I’d like to play.
…will anyone be allowed to submit?
fernandofrench:
un·quar·ter·ly [un-kwawr-ter-lee]
—noun : a journal that is published an indefinite number of times a year
We certainly did not invent the journal nor are we the first to start one. But throughout the history of words and paper and periodicals, have there been any named The Unquarterly?…
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1360 days ago (unedited)
Seems we’ve traveled this path before… Melodramatic reactions to the terribly trite.
Dont mean to say I’m in a place to speak down to anyone, just trying to help with some advice.
What interest prevails in this futile exercise in comfort and callous? Adjusting the ballast to the forcasted wind…then the sail flies dead..apparently. The wind too can change and adjust....
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summer-time and sensation
It’s summer-time…red blossoms are blooming from some fruiting tree…and, there is no such thing as silence. A cheerful songbird whistles a happy hyhm…there’s nothing outside not humming some sort of tune. My mind is a flatline; where elation should most likely be. If there is no silence anywhere else? At least I can clear my head.
I once worked at a movie...
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some days. other days.
Some days, I can’t help but feeling like I’m on the precipice of something big; as if I’m on the verge of some great revelation. Other days, I feel like i’m helpless and floating along in a void with no end.
Even though today is a day of precipice…I can’t shake the lurking doubt that the void is the more accurate of the two…because, I’ve yet to...
July 2011
9 posts
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...and, I did what I vowed never to do.
I lost myself in you.
totally, completely, consumed.
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the ooshy gushy stuff
watched the fireworks as I flew by night.
none, as bright as the sparkle in the bottomless pools of your eyes.
I will scream about golden hearts and what it is to be unbroken.
your love surges earnestly forth, through the the interwoven fingers of your hand and others.
gratitude fills me to bursting; that hand is mine.
darling dear. sleep well. no fear. tomorrow we’ll meet. be tender....
glowing lights, flowing. flights, each unique in...
night air whipping through my hair.
washing away (all my concern) all my cares.
sweet rapture of the lonesome night.
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sarcasm is a way of life. realism and cynicism...
I miss the ardent sincerity of childhood.
June 2011
6 posts
“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their fancy...”
– Oscar Wilde (via kari-shma)
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“This may read like an epitaph, a commemorative telling on my behalf.
But before...”
– “Always Running, Never Looking Back” by Touché Amoré
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set sail
I don’t want anyone else…
…i’ve got you.
But, not the way I want too…
So, I’ll set sail for the river stix.
wave goodbye to this world and everything in it,
all of which, I can never fix.
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quotes/text/script does not have a 'read'-count...
…as opposed to music; when a song’s posted, it’s easy to tell how many times it’s been played.
are you into any of this?
like my writing? (dislike it?)
think I need improvement? (if so, in respect to what?)
what topics/things would you like to see posted more often?
most importantly…
is anyone out there?
anyone listening?
anyone reading?
hi?
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not quite Dali's clocks...more, a never repeating...
prose slips from my mind.
lost, forever. buried.
quickly, covered by shifting dunes.
another would-be treasure.
hidden, by the sands of time.
windblown.
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May 2011
7 posts
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the new word. (apologies for the radio silence...)
I’ve been busy.
see, I was raptured on May 21st.
now, I’m back…to lead you all astray.
I have new word for the masses. new stories, new prose, new verses.
I herald from on high, with an account, of the day of rapture until today.
If I’m sinking don’t save me.
If I’m sinning don’t blame me.
If I’m sighing don’t shush me.
It does not...
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I'd like to share a portion of a ramble I just...
“friends should keep in touch, not fall apart.
we’re all so alone, man… our crutches are the only thing that keep us propped up, at times: girlfriends, v-games, music (making/listening), the inter-matrix-web, the soul-sucking television, and it’s slightly more artistically substantial sibling - movies. fuck it all, these things taken away? what do we have… we have...
“Don’t be ‘a writer’. Be writing.”
– William Faulkner (via creationoftheday)
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life's like a box of chocolates...
life’s a card game… really, it’s all about how one combines two variables, which ultimately determine the outcome: who wins and how much. the two variables: the cards dealt and the cunning with which they’re utilized.
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I feel like I'm quoting too frequently...
…and, not posting enough original material.
should I keep the quotes coming? or, should I start posting more original material? (or both?!)
“Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep...”
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky (Crime and Punishment)
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“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird, and when we find...”
– Dr. Seuss
April 2011
5 posts
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goodbye to lullaby
dining on the delight of mind for the night. tasting the fruit of subconscious. falling into that which is always simultaneously honest, and a lie. crashing quickly through the constraints of reality. falling fast onto the net of an auto-piloted mind. compiling arbitrary thoughts with hopes and ‘to do’ lists into visions of ‘might.’ closing lashes like shutters. slowly...
“I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was...”
– James Joyce (excerpt from ‘The Dubliners’)
I don't aim to please...
I shoot to thrill.
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“…I wanted real adventures for myself. But real adventures, I reflected, do...”
– James Joyce
March 2011
8 posts
it's so strange...but, I think it common.
(that i) I feel so lonely in such a large city.
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“My advice to writers just starting out? Don’t use semi-colons! They are...”
– Kurt Vonnegut
“Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader — not the fact that it...”
– E. L. Doctorow (via yeahwriters)
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“Every other person on the street was the failed consort of one muse or another....”
– An excerpt from Tom Robbins’ “Skinny Legs and All” (p.359)
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follow you back, cuz I can see that we have something in common. it's great to meet here some people with the same passions and hobbys.
greetings from Poland,
A.
“Amphetamine and Mary Jane, are my rocket-ship, to your airplane.”
February 2011
8 posts
it's a melancholy realization.
convinced, I could go it alone…
…until one day, upon waking…
come to realize, I’d like an angel to call my own.