sweet madness

Angel - Sarah McLachlan

Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it OK
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction or a beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
Let me be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees
In the arms of the Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here
You're in the arms of the Angel; may you find some comfort here.

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Currently listening to: Angel - Sarah McLachlan
Currently consuming: Nada
"I was running like an idiot, but at least I was armed." -Anita Blake

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Into the ocean, end it all...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rebN_cxYwd8

I'm just a normal boy
That sank when I fell overboard
My ship would leave the country
But I'd rather swim ashore

Without a life vest I'd be stuck again
Wish I was much more masculine
Maybe then I could learn to swim
Like 'fourteen miles away'

Now floating up and down
I spin, colliding into sound
Like whales beneath me diving down
I'm sinking to the bottom of my
Everything that freaks me out
The lighthouse beam has just run out
I'm cold as cold as cold can be
Be

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm fallin’ in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down
Let the rain come down

Where is the coastguard
I keep looking each direction
For a spotlight, give me something
I need something for protection
Maybe flotsam junk will do just fine
The jetsam sunk, I'm left behind
I'm treading for my life believe me
(How can I keep up this breathing)

Not knowing how to think
I scream aloud, begin to sink
My legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground
I'm reaching for the life within me
How can one man stop his ending
I thought of just your face
Relaxed, and floated into space

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm fallin’ in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down
Let the rain come down


Now waking to the sun
I calculate what I had done
Like jumping from the bow, yeah
Just to prove that I knew how, yeah
It's midnight's late reminder of
The loss of her, the one I love
My will to quickly end it all
Sat front row in my need to fall

Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all
Into the ocean, end it all

[Zayra]
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)

I want to swim away but don't know how
Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean
Let the waves up take me down
Let the hurricane set in motion, yeah
Let the rain of what I feel right now, come down
Let the rain come down


Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
(In to space)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
Into the ocean (goodbye) end it all (goodbye)
I thought of just your face

-'Into The Ocean', Blue October

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Currently listening to: http://www.geocities.com/kisskat79/1list15.html
Currently consuming: My soul, with an H2O chaser
"I was running like an idiot, but at least I was armed." -Anita Blake

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In case you were wondering...

"I would say it’s not what it looks like, but it is."


And it isn't. lmao.


Currently listening to: Halloween - Siouxsie and the Banshees

Currently consuming: H2O
"I was running like an idiot, but at least I was armed." -Anita Blake

Breast Cancer Awareness

Here's an awesome firefox theme.


Currently listening to: Bucca - Corvus Corax

Currently consuming: Nada

"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt

Splits ends...

more animals


Currently listening to: Ghost Hunters on Sci Fi.

Currently consuming: Nada but H2O.

"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt

Chinese Democracy release date set

The near mythical album will finally be available on November 23 - but only in the US through Best Buy stores.

Well, whaddya know? It's gonna happen. WHOOO!!!!




Currently listening to: Happy House - Siouxsie and the Banshees

Currently consuming: generic pop, steak, and nachos

"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt

Writing exercise #34

'Banana'

I picked up the fruit and held it up to get a good look at it. It felt cool and smooth to the touch, and the scent was... alluring. Softly alluring. I notice my mouth is filling with saliva. I wonder if that's normal. Probably. Humans are definitely like that, very sensual beings.

I tried to open the fruit the way Lisa had shown me, but I couldn't quite do it and only succeeded in tearing the thing in half. I sighed. Even back home I wasn't the best coordinated person around. Figures that would be the one thing about me that wouldn't change. Oh well. Onwards.

The inside of the fruit is a pale yellow. I touch it with the tip of my finger and pull back instantly. It's cold. And sort of moist. I hadn't expected that. But it wasn't a bad feeling. I touched it again, pressing my fingertip into the soft flesh and making a small hollow. Scent wafted upwards and the saliva production increased noticeably. Instinct overran intellect and before I think my actions through, I dug in with my fingers and broke a small chunk off, thrusting it into my mouth and began chewing.

I froze in astonishment.

It was wonderful! Sort of soft and firm at the same time, and the chill of the flesh was making my mouth happy, and the taste... oh the taste. Sort of pale, if pale could be a flavor. How can that be a flavor? I didn't know. None of it made sense, and yet it all made sense.

I finished chewing the small piece and swallowed automatically. Swallowing. Now there's a strange experience if there ever was one. In my last few hours on this planet this sensation has to be the most extraordinary one of all. The feeling of some lump sliding down my throat towards the center of my body had my brain screaming that that was wrong, that I should be choking. And then it was done. I could feel a small chilled spot in my abdomen, and a growing feeling of want.

How strange.

Sighing, I gently put the broken fruit down on the table before me and stood up. Time was short, and I still had many things to do before the night was done. With a last lingering glance back, I left the diner and walked on.


(Exercise idea taken from: I'd Rather Be Writing by Marcia Golub.)




Currently listening to: Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

Currently consuming: H2O and homemade chocolate-chocolate biscotti

"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt

Offended neighbors get Utah park statue moved

Oh, heavens, NOOOOOO! O_o

God forbid a statue is anatomically correct, even one of a mythical hero.

Offended neighbors get Utah park statue moved


Why aren't they upset over all the anatomically correct Greek and Roman statues on view at the Met in New York, eh? Silly twits.




Currently listening to:
Werewolf - The Frantics
Currently consuming:
Blueberry pop tart
"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt

fingertips of cake

Don't let the troll into your bed
he'll take your soul then eat your head
inside the honey hollow space
licking his fingertips of cake

He brings the whirling deep in your heart
then sing as twirling demons dark
to take you down beneath the ridge
To where is found his silent bridge

Still is the water green and thick
he'll drag you under with his stick
see flaxen gold floats through the mist
he killed someone's daughter with his wick

An arm with grey skin bobs slowly in the pit

No don't let the troll creep in your door
he'll take you in sleep to his chamber of horror

are you dreaming no use pleading
are you dreaming he'll soon be feeding

-'Troll Lullaby', Jarboe



Currently listening to: Knock On Wood - Eddie Floyd

Currently consuming: H2O

"To hell with the odds. All that matters in life is that we try."
-Captain Dylan Hunt