Vacant StarlightVacant StarlightVacant Starlight
Mundane shit monkey pants, wish you could dance, listen to the rhythm of the music and the rhythm of the song, dancing in the moment all night long with the rhythm of the music and motion in the ocean and the yearning, churning deep within my breast, tell me, preacher, where is my “Oh God, yes!” because I can’t go on living like this much longer, uncatalyzed*, prostitized*, prosthetisized*, encased in inactivity, waiting for confirmation, no hesitation, something to make go up in flames and I will be beyond the brightest star, lighting your night from afar, I am your guiding light, your un unredeeming* starlight
My Own FurIt is on my arms Tracing my thrumpity-bump back Persisting Because I refuse to remove my body hair I refuse to wax or pluck or chemically scar my epidermis So that I am smooth and tan an succulent And you can suck-a-suck-a-suck-a skin, lips engorged with desire Every slick-slathered section Sloughed to perilously vulnerable thickness So that The merest pebble of sand Leaves a gash A plane-smoke steak of blood, residual NO. I refuse this I demand that the hair of my body remain where it is Whether it crowns my head Or meanders down to myMy Own Fur
Lurching Into LogicDying children Death’s pavilion Let me feel the light Tales to tell Fears to yell And within us, hope unite.Lurching Into Logic
“I wish he knew how I loved him” Her hair was spread As a peacocks fan Draped in blood and tar and Misery. Her anguished screams Merely reverberated In her own skull Every brain cell Infuriated
By her
Painful attempts
To say her last goodbyes To those who presence Didn’t grace her. ... The face of a concerned friend Stumbles into hazy view As she severs the thread of her sickt
Why it took me so long to be active
read my journal to see the "rules"
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[lazypirate09]
"Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly...stupid"
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"only when the last tree has died, and the last river been poisoned, and the last fish been caught will we realize that we can't eat money." based on a Cree saying
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[lazypirate09]
"Me? I'm dishonest, and a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. Honestly. It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly...stupid"
*gunna stalk ya...*
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"What's wrong with falling down? You can always stand up again. If you look up at the blue sky after falling down, it is stretching endlessly and limitlessly, and it smiles at me .. I'm alive." -- Kitou Aya
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Share art with others, but remember that though you share it, it is still your own work, your thoughts, your feelings. Keep only your own expecations in mind to unlock your true potential. You are your worst critic. Use it as an advantage.
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"I find a good “rendering” is drawing of what the person sees, I find “a work of art” is drawing what others don’t see."
-Armin Mersmann
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