Transmissions from Earth
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Livejournal from Heaven
Current mood: Crucified
Current music: constant ringing in my ears.
Dear LiveJournal:
Today sucked. Got in a fight with Dad. Tried calling him and he didn't answer. What a jerk. Anyway I'm pretty much in agony right now, some dick actually had the gall to spear me. The guy up on my right seems pretty cool. I think he's dead now though.
God damn, why did I tell everyone I was gonna die for them. In retrospect, I could have probably picked a better method. This shit hurts.
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Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Steve
you died strong
a crown on your head
crucified
on that fence away from town
the spear in your side
a reminder of why you were fighting
and who you were dying for
and the sun
the glorious, glorious
Soweto sun
pearls of sweat on your forehead
and drops of blood on your chest
and the earth
red and dry and parched
cracked and broken
aching for water
beaten down by the sun
the glorious, glorious sun
now burned forever into your heart
even as it ebbs away
slowly
in a whisper
to silence
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Tuesday, February 26, 2008
My life is usually defined by erraticism, skip-skip-skipping from one thing to the next. The fact that this thing still let me sign on was incredible to me. It's not dead, just asleep, put away for times that I need it, like a high school yearbook or a christmas movie. It is noble to say that I want to update this more frequently (and I do), but it is realistic to realize that probably won't happen. I haven't written for myself in probably over a year now, at least nothing I've been happy with. Maybe this will help me get back into that...but then again, reading over old posts and stories and thoughts and ideas, I'm not too happy with any of them either.
Dear Nick:
if you are about to ever make a post that is 100% serious, read it over again. Then delete it. You'll thank yourself for it later.
Truly,
Nick
¶ 11:37 PM 0 Comments
crackling transmission
hisses and pops and lullabies
whispering secrets from beyond the veil
a firefly's song from infinity
patiently we wait
deciphering the coda
the beat
the tapestry of life
and when we hear it
we strip down bare
plain, cold, shivering
human
always, always, always
always and forever
human
no more
and no less
¶ 11:21 PM 0 Comments
Monday, March 19, 2007
In the Spirit of March Madness, Other Months and States of Being
-September Schizophrenia
-April Anomie
-January Jonesing For a Fix Real Bad
-November Narcolepsy
-May Moroseness
-August Ambivalence
-February Fuck This I'll Show You All, You Hear? You Hear Me? ¶ 12:25 AM 0 Comments
-April Anomie
-January Jonesing For a Fix Real Bad
-November Narcolepsy
-May Moroseness
-August Ambivalence
-February Fuck This I'll Show You All, You Hear? You Hear Me? ¶ 12:25 AM 0 Comments
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Potential Nicknames for Republican Presidential Hopeful Mitt Romney
-Messerschmitt
-The Polygamator
-Average Joe Smith
-Massachusmitts
-Totally Not Homophobic
-Oven Mitt
-UnKennedy ¶ 1:54 PM 0 Comments
-The Polygamator
-Average Joe Smith
-Massachusmitts
-Totally Not Homophobic
-Oven Mitt
-UnKennedy ¶ 1:54 PM 0 Comments
Thursday, March 15, 2007
How I Imagine Different Animals Would Taste
Baby Harp Seal- So succulent and tender that it's like eating pudding.
Koala- Gamey.
Unicorn- One bite and you climax so hard you lapse into a coma.
Panda- Tender but unsatisfying.
Tiger- Lean and delicious.
Rhino- OK if you're able to take off the skin.
Dragon- Slightly greasy. ¶ 12:00 AM 0 Comments
Koala- Gamey.
Unicorn- One bite and you climax so hard you lapse into a coma.
Panda- Tender but unsatisfying.
Tiger- Lean and delicious.
Rhino- OK if you're able to take off the skin.
Dragon- Slightly greasy. ¶ 12:00 AM 0 Comments
