how the body churns itself into a small ball.
the moist happenings of every day make noises that echo throughout the smallest chamber. The walls are white.
the shelves are full
magazines stare back, with their nasty grins, and powdered noses, poreless skin.
The blue chairs contain rocks as stuffing. Horrible rocks that nip and threaten at every movement preformed. The rocks come from the most deadly island on this planet, the island of gringor. Gringor was a bountyful man at one point in history. His good fourtune, hygene, and dazzling smile would melt the citizens hearts on a day-to-day basis. The wonders of his man grew so deep in the secioty, that many miniture shrines would be set up. The most luxzrious shrine resided at the Honluga residence. A huge manor which over looked the entier city. This shrine was ever so delightful, on account of it's outreageously tall ceilings and hand painted potery. Gringgor had acces to it only, which is quite odd since it was a shrine dedicated to him.
In fact, now that I recall..Gringor was a horribly strange man.
The crinkle of his eye was filled with segma, the most awful of human cheeses. His upperlip was never really connected with his face, simply a metaphor, or simalie. his awful mouth that beard nothing but black fleshy moss and bile. The knicks cut from his throat were infected and pussing green. Intent little creatures resided in the pits of his flabby arms to live off the liquid bacterias and beets milk that was created there. The blood that constantly bled from his razer sharp fingernails, was pure black. Folleculues were mashed and crushed and sliced open by a foreboding sense of escape. His only method of living was to gross forests and cakes of lice in his hair sell them on the streets in winter. It was like the essence of him was truly rotting the trees in every forest. Was sinking every battle ship, with one hateful glare. The aura of him was drowning the young, killing the old. The fact that this horrid man exsisted connected the fire with hell. Putrid, distasteful being. Purest hellfire shit. He was worth no time, no morcel.
The citizens that admired him so, were indeed citizens. They were the rats of the town, citizens of filth and grim. The rats and sewage and aging blood and crusting phlem and putrid puss and aborted gastly fingernails began to wimper softly in the streets. The began to ask him questions. To create religions. To create the essence of Gringor.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
anthrapology
some days the sun shines brighter in my eyes. It is mabye because I am in a light happy mood, and mabye it's cause my previous eye contact solution was recalled on account of a chemical malfunction.. Whatever it is, i am thankful for it's enthusiasm to literally brighten my day to a wholesome degree.
Thank you weather of winnipeg.
Times are a happening, yes thay are. It's april and I have a few things to concern myself with:
-piano examination
-continuing great marks at skewl (85% average!)
-stop being grounded
-stop yelling at my mom to shut up and also to stop throwing docters examing robes at her face.
I definitaly take that woman for granted. Sorry mam. You know our love was first recognized the nine months we were conected. Sounds gross, but to some people, including myself, it seems legit.
even to legit to quit perhaps..
oh jc hammer.
I put my paris photos on the device that is considered to be called facebook. No response from the followers. I thought the photos were nice... they are fantastically amazing actually. The actual, certain, singular word that I will proclaim for my photographs is
FANTASTICAL.
Thankyou and have a nice day in the neghborhood. I am ever so bored with the computer and have decided already that I will be enjoying the outdoors in t minus ten seconds
no spell check preformed, enjoy the errors I present to you.
Thank you weather of winnipeg.
Times are a happening, yes thay are. It's april and I have a few things to concern myself with:
-piano examination
-continuing great marks at skewl (85% average!)
-stop being grounded
-stop yelling at my mom to shut up and also to stop throwing docters examing robes at her face.
I definitaly take that woman for granted. Sorry mam. You know our love was first recognized the nine months we were conected. Sounds gross, but to some people, including myself, it seems legit.
even to legit to quit perhaps..
oh jc hammer.
I put my paris photos on the device that is considered to be called facebook. No response from the followers. I thought the photos were nice... they are fantastically amazing actually. The actual, certain, singular word that I will proclaim for my photographs is
FANTASTICAL.
Thankyou and have a nice day in the neghborhood. I am ever so bored with the computer and have decided already that I will be enjoying the outdoors in t minus ten seconds
no spell check preformed, enjoy the errors I present to you.
Monday, April 12, 2010
333sixfiveeightseven.
print, print, print says the printer to my immediate left.
I am so sick and tired of this god damn jazz project I've been doing. I have actually achieved 3 hours on this stool thus far tonight.
what an amazing achievement sammy.
But this dumb ass assignment is finally done. thank ya baby Jesus Babylonian.
The bones in my back feel like they are condensing into my lower back. My tailbone whimpers as it stays positioned in the same stance for 2+ hours. my ribs and stomach flub have all been folded many times over. The gravity of today weighs my shoulders to and fro. slowly my eye lids fall. Maybe not even fall, but crash like the sea into a rocky shore. They crash and burn as my frayed eyelashes meet for the first time in years.
no but seriously, my eye lashes are being complete meanies lately. I honestly think I lost ten soldiers, lashes, in the past day.
WHAT TO BECOME OF THAT!?
perhaps I am turning into on of those hairless dogs. I will have to always wear clothes, to avoid infection of the skin. Not a fun life. No, swimming in a burka would be rather scratchy and nasty heavy in the water, what having about thirteen pounds of drenched clothing all around. billowing in the green-brown-purple water of ....lets say Iraq. not a fun scene. no, not at all. the ocean there must be pretty god damn depressing.
on a lighter note.
miles Davis is one heck of a engineer when it comes to jazz!!, good on ya, fellow.
my next task is to find a stunning picture of him and print that as well. For the folk in vocal jizz of the morrow.
god
Christ
i actually don't know why I put up with such crazy things.
i men really? jazz of the vocal variety is fun and all, but homework is out of the question!
I do not even have a credit, signed up for this course. poop.
printing, printing yip a do day, oh my god what a wonderful daaaay says the printer to my immediate left.
I am so sick and tired of this god damn jazz project I've been doing. I have actually achieved 3 hours on this stool thus far tonight.
what an amazing achievement sammy.
But this dumb ass assignment is finally done. thank ya baby Jesus Babylonian.
The bones in my back feel like they are condensing into my lower back. My tailbone whimpers as it stays positioned in the same stance for 2+ hours. my ribs and stomach flub have all been folded many times over. The gravity of today weighs my shoulders to and fro. slowly my eye lids fall. Maybe not even fall, but crash like the sea into a rocky shore. They crash and burn as my frayed eyelashes meet for the first time in years.
no but seriously, my eye lashes are being complete meanies lately. I honestly think I lost ten soldiers, lashes, in the past day.
WHAT TO BECOME OF THAT!?
perhaps I am turning into on of those hairless dogs. I will have to always wear clothes, to avoid infection of the skin. Not a fun life. No, swimming in a burka would be rather scratchy and nasty heavy in the water, what having about thirteen pounds of drenched clothing all around. billowing in the green-brown-purple water of ....lets say Iraq. not a fun scene. no, not at all. the ocean there must be pretty god damn depressing.
on a lighter note.
miles Davis is one heck of a engineer when it comes to jazz!!, good on ya, fellow.
my next task is to find a stunning picture of him and print that as well. For the folk in vocal jizz of the morrow.
god
Christ
i actually don't know why I put up with such crazy things.
i men really? jazz of the vocal variety is fun and all, but homework is out of the question!
I do not even have a credit, signed up for this course. poop.
printing, printing yip a do day, oh my god what a wonderful daaaay says the printer to my immediate left.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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"I'm terribly sorry to hear that your head cold is still around.
Your mind is one that I enjoy very much so, and I wish to adveture and discover every nook and crainie of it.
I hope you can return to your proper health soon enough so I continue proper conversations with my boyfriend, creative personality bursting conversation. Tastey to the seems.
I was supossed to go to the beach today, but Instead we slept in and watched dexter and have biked.
Now I'm watching a soap opera with my grandma. There is a wedding going on at the moment.
soon enough I will go to J.C. penny.
then, I will bbq with my dad.
a day for a queen, which is the card that is featured on my shirt that I am currently wearing. I like it.
Git better. have a nice new years and love you"
Your mind is one that I enjoy very much so, and I wish to adveture and discover every nook and crainie of it.
I hope you can return to your proper health soon enough so I continue proper conversations with my boyfriend, creative personality bursting conversation. Tastey to the seems.
I was supossed to go to the beach today, but Instead we slept in and watched dexter and have biked.
Now I'm watching a soap opera with my grandma. There is a wedding going on at the moment.
soon enough I will go to J.C. penny.
then, I will bbq with my dad.
a day for a queen, which is the card that is featured on my shirt that I am currently wearing. I like it.
Git better. have a nice new years and love you"
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"-I like flanel
-eric just got taken away to be feed to teradactol chicks
-I am going to look for my very own surf gear today!!
-This is all being provided to you via new laptop!
-I am special, thanks to you I believe it
a ya ay , sammay says hay
But actually I will now bid adieu, for my back pains me to it's greatest extent and the will to have my back to Jerrassci Park, is fading fast.
Till the end of world war one, I shall see you then my sweet.
Somewhere in the trenches,
Sam"
-eric just got taken away to be feed to teradactol chicks
-I am going to look for my very own surf gear today!!
-This is all being provided to you via new laptop!
-I am special, thanks to you I believe it
a ya ay , sammay says hay
But actually I will now bid adieu, for my back pains me to it's greatest extent and the will to have my back to Jerrassci Park, is fading fast.
Till the end of world war one, I shall see you then my sweet.
Somewhere in the trenches,
Sam"
--
"ANYHOW, enough of my banter about lifetime revelutions. I know it's rather time consuming and pointless to talk about. But good news is, I will not have to be reassure any more, because I am now strong and able, alone.
I am in the process of writing this and also watching Jerassic Park 3. Since I am looking at the computer screen I can only hear the sounds of the movie, which are terribly frightening and roarsome sounds. During the constant cloud of anticipation, the most suttle of raptor claw scratches makes the cloud and omininous tint of black and grey. Then the light Is comletely smothered, the world alters underneath. Sreetlights become twisted dry twigs that burrow into the flith. The world as I know it turns on me. The dinosaurs feel real in the HD, surround sound. I am Nash, in the ugly sloppy bowels of the T-rex a saurus...sun-a -man asaur-us?, .....SAMasaurus!?, .......devonraptorinnocentasaurus-eat-boy-and-sun. Yes that's the dinosaur I saw distroy the camp.
Okay, I'm rather sore from my 10K hike yesterday., but ya, I wanted this reply to have some meet to it.
-I got taller
-I want a breakfast right now, involving some form of egg
-I have a camera full of breathtaking pictures of hills and ocean, from yesterday:: honestly lifechanging."
I am in the process of writing this and also watching Jerassic Park 3. Since I am looking at the computer screen I can only hear the sounds of the movie, which are terribly frightening and roarsome sounds. During the constant cloud of anticipation, the most suttle of raptor claw scratches makes the cloud and omininous tint of black and grey. Then the light Is comletely smothered, the world alters underneath. Sreetlights become twisted dry twigs that burrow into the flith. The world as I know it turns on me. The dinosaurs feel real in the HD, surround sound. I am Nash, in the ugly sloppy bowels of the T-rex a saurus...sun-a -man asaur-us?, .....SAMasaurus!?, .......devonraptorinnocentasaurus-eat-boy-and-sun. Yes that's the dinosaur I saw distroy the camp.
Okay, I'm rather sore from my 10K hike yesterday., but ya, I wanted this reply to have some meet to it.
-I got taller
-I want a breakfast right now, involving some form of egg
-I have a camera full of breathtaking pictures of hills and ocean, from yesterday:: honestly lifechanging."
-
"nice first to sentences.., a little dddrunk my friend?
and yes, I enjoy yo and everything you tell me, I honestly don't deserve half of it.
And the amazing part is that I'm slowy begining to believe every word you say. It's a fantastical revelation in my life.
Things like your support, your words, you in general, and the ocean and Califonia help clear my stupid worisome self-consiousnous that should'nt exsist.
If I hide behind thoughts and tiresome worrys, I will never grow or be the fullest happiest I can really be.
I am just so thankful that you have gotten me to this point that I really don't care any more about any of it!, I am who I am, and people just need to deal with it.
I love it, and I love you."
and yes, I enjoy yo and everything you tell me, I honestly don't deserve half of it.
And the amazing part is that I'm slowy begining to believe every word you say. It's a fantastical revelation in my life.
Things like your support, your words, you in general, and the ocean and Califonia help clear my stupid worisome self-consiousnous that should'nt exsist.
If I hide behind thoughts and tiresome worrys, I will never grow or be the fullest happiest I can really be.
I am just so thankful that you have gotten me to this point that I really don't care any more about any of it!, I am who I am, and people just need to deal with it.
I love it, and I love you."
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