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  • The Road

    Behind her lay a fading dusty ochre glow. Ahead of her, just above the thin grey line dotted with yellow down the middle, was an ever deepening dusty periwinkle. To either side of her, the soft piles of organic powder were like two boundaries...
  1. The Road

    Behind her lay a fading dusty ochre glow. Ahead of her, just above the thin grey line dotted with yellow down the middle, was an ever deepening dusty periwinkle. To either side of her, the soft piles of organic powder were like two boundaries across which she must not travel. Ahead, two glowing, red eyes led her down the grey path, beckoning, as if in a deadly tin game of cat and mouse. On the other side of the dirt boundaries, moldy green spots of varying sizes dotted the landscape....
  2. Mr.Brown (Dedicated to my love)

    When the blood starts filling my needle That's by far my most favorite part Because I know in seconds I will feel his rush And my beloved Mr.Brown high is about to start The relaxation is nothing but unexplainable Every part of my body Tingles in delight I wish I could keep that feeling forever Of when me and my love first unite I can't explain it too well if you've never felt it Even the best orgasm Can't compare at all He gives me the painlessness of heaven But the higher I go up The...
  3. If Only (Spoken Word)

    Sometimes, I still think about you I think about what could have been. I think about what was, and what wasn't. Sometimes, I think I don't really know at all What I ever wanted. I just know that you were one of the many things I wanted, but couldn't have, Then could have had, but didn't take. Now every time I think about you, I wonder if I did the right thing... By chancing something great For a moment of memory..... That was just a taste, for both of us Of something that...
  4. Hallucinogenic Drug Paraphernalia Discovered from Prehistoric Era

    "People who colonized the Caribbean from South America about 1,500 years ago brought with them heirloom drug paraphernalia that had been passed down from generation to generation, anthropologists propose. Ceramic inhaling bowls found on the island of Carriacou, in the West Indies, date back to between roughly 400 and 100 B.C, according to a study headed by Scott Fitzpatrick, an assistant professor of anthropology at North Carolina State University. These dates are well before the...
  5. .

    It Is a car crash That thing in your vision that sticks Holding your eyes focus for a moment That stretches on Forever with Infinite time to reflect Why do these things keep happening to me? Who cares? I don't know any more 'coz it's starting to get all weird Like when a good trip kicks in and you're like, hang on And it's right there But you don't believe it So all you can do is stand still and stare Stuck in a moment forever Twisting in fortune like a spiral That waxes and...
  6. Walk your own path

    There are specific amounts of space we’ve allotted for people, things, and places in our lives, whether consciously or inadvertently. And even if you wanted to, there are things you cannot cut out or rearrange to make them fit. You cannot put an elephant in a pigeon hole, or a square peg in a round hole. Blaming yourself for things going wrong, people leaving, situations not working out the way you’d like them to is a simple solution. So is blaming the other person. Albeit simple, it is...
  7. Love Scars (Spoken Word)

    This poem is a collection of thoughts, feelings, ideas, and so on that I've gathered over the years. I find it easier to write about sad events, so I figured I try my hand at a break up/turbulent relationship piece. It's like I try to move forward but we're still looking backwards And we try to turn the page-but we're stuck in this chapter It's like we're free to have a future-but imprisoned by our past Every new day-still reminds us of our last And we're both tired of this song-but...
  8. The Bed That You Made

    How can you be so weak Why do you always follow Once so strong and proud And now so frail and hollow Why can't you just stand up Instead of sinking in this hole You've surrendered all your strength And you let it take your soul Now just close your eyes and pray And pretend a god will save you You still try to justify While your addiction slowly slays you Illusions front as truth As deceptions overtake Your life becomes a lie A joke A fraud A fake When suddenly your love is gone And hope has...
  9. Porcelain Doll

    Porcelain Doll sitting high on your shelf gorgeous by your self perfect for everyone to see Porcelain doll keep safe my dear so don't stray from here everyone wanting to be Porcelain doll lifeless white face whats in your soul? emotionless beauty what falls for the toll? Drugs tell the stories Tracks show the lies but everyone watches your fake painted eyes Dolly your broken,you bring no more joy who wants to play,with a broken old toy Moonlight reflects on your pale visage for years...
  10. Impossible

    Born in Ireland in 1884, child prodigy William Thomson was enrolled in Glasgow University at the age of ten. He became an accomplished mathematician, astronomer, chemist, and physicist who made a significant contribution to the laying of the transatlantic cable in 1858. His distinguished scientific career was confirmed when he was elected to the Royal Society where he served as its president. He is also known as the First Baron Kelvin of Largs. William Thomson or Lord Kelvin, whichever you...
  11. Open Up

    Open that new calendar, turn the page, and begin your new year. Just as in opening the pages of a book, who really knows what the contents will contain? Just what does "open" really mean for us? What do we open? What does it include? Familiar phrases or words such as "eyes wide open", "keep an open mind", "stay open to new ideas" all qualify as good examples of the concept. When your eyes are wide open, you see more, possibly have a different insight into an old problem or situation. More...
  12. More Quotes!

    1. I would kill for a Nobel Peace Prize! 2. Always borrow money from pessimists.....they never expect it back. 3. Half the people you know are below average. 4. 99% of all lawyers give the rest a bad name. 5. 82.7% of all statistics are made up on the spot. 6. a conscious is what hurts when all of your other parts feel so good. 7. a clear conscious is a sign of a bad memory. 8. All those people who believe in psychkinesis raise my hand. 9. The early bird may get the worm, but the second...
  13. Parting for now, have a son, moving my core self my core beliefs to build on.

    was psychotic fuck this shit it's all baseless paranoia and hostility, also was someone fucking with me because they knew I was whacked enough to actually believe it and paranoid enough to convince myself it was true. no son exists and fuck whatever i was saying about stealing or whatever no one was out to kill me or my imaginary child
  14. From the heart

    The voices in my head tell me what's right But the heart draws me to you And if it all goes south I'll take it a man Deep down I know it's wrong but i'll fight to make it right Heaven is a cold night wrapped round your warm soft body In that moment I forget that you don't love me the way love you So I close my eyes so I won't see the love you don't feel for the love I feel for you Just love true like you once did before I put that doubt in your head Just love me like I love you,...
  15. Yin

    Plato's Cave--many of us here are probably familiar with the allegory of prisoners sitting in the darkness of a cave, shackled, watching mere shadows projected onto a wall. Dragged into the light of true knowledge, finally. I've read it many times for classes I've taken over the years, and one thought has always resounded in my head: give me the darkness. Give me the darkness, now and forever. Let the eternal night descend upon my troubled soul, or whatever it is I have that resembles one....
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