2002-02-24 - 10:07 PM
Dark Oceans Of Night (Where Islands Exist)
More of just everything - I'm digging this spontaneous writing deal. I think I'll ride this gravy train out, and see what comes.
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There's no better time than now, to start the life you want to live.
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Nothing better than a cup o' Joe in a mug o' "Love" - warmth sliding down your inners, on such a chilly eve. And silly me, denying my French Vanilla the opportunity for its tongues of steam to tire, taking it back with loud gulps and no savor of flavor. Things are better slowly fading, as opposed to quickly leaving - and I quickly leave the slow fades behind, swallowing the "Love" with lusting chugs - I think I'm in a dazzle-daze. And if you can tell me what that is, you can join me for a cup or two.
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Lately, I've been thinking so low - dimming my life into a copy and paste of a copy and paste - some dull doldrum type of deal, making me feel like nothing's truly beautiful. Bad thoughts drift in, and I'm starting to believe that I've been doomed, as if knees were made, just to give us a way to suffer, like papercuts in salty water. No bother, in my thinking, to think such thoughts - or so I thought. I guess life just gets to be, the way you make it be. So I've decided, that there IS true beauty, somewhere so high...and I'm sure on the way, I'll get to be happy.
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Radiation killer, criminal animal - gritting her teeth with a soul in her mandibles. Lion heart with Tiger-lily skin - ready to rip apart, all you have within. She's the freedom from joy, the freedom from salvation, forever never letting you go. Someway, I'll find some way to let her know, my soul is past its expiration date, gone bad and spoiled - and I'm bad for her, like she was bad for me. Karma goes around and comes around, and there's nowhere and no way to flee.
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Watch what you wish for - things may come out terribly terrific, or terrifically terrible. There's no real way for you to tell, exactly what's coming your way.
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Somewhere by the gutter, stars are looking pretty. Just beyond my reach, like coins tucked behind my seat. Violins in moonlight and serenades 'fore sun - beauty that has forsaken me, everytime they're gone. Will you need me, like I need you? I'm way in the gutter, and you're just beyond my reach - have I told you tonight, about how pretty you look?
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I'm sorry for having to ask about the color in your eyes. I couldn't tell in the whole haze of trying to save myself. I didn't plan on the whole phase of falling.
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Day may break, and night may fall - but when my love likens to night, my heart need not take after day, not even by you, not even at all.
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*Now for a random copy and paste of a convo*
Paper Magician: that's kind of how i write... i write one good line, then think of the perfect next line, and go on like that
Paper Magician: what vonnegut would call a "basher"
lLyricalCloudl: icic
lLyricalCloudl: ah, yes
lLyricalCloudl: i'm what one would call
lLyricalCloudl: a homo
lLyricalCloudl: but that's besides the point
Paper Magician: haha
lLyricalCloudl: i don't care what ppl think, i'm fine
Paper Magician: exactly
Paper Magician: everyone else is a bunch of homoerotic toad warts
Paper Magician: if there is such a thing
lLyricalCloudl: yeah, petrified pee-ants
Paper Magician: mmm... yep. uh-huh. exactly
Paper Magician: i'll have what she's having
lLyricalCloudl: a baby?
Paper Magician: a baby ruth, to be exact
lLyricalCloudl: ah, i love baseball players
Paper Magician: and record players
lLyricalCloudl: yeah, babe ruth DID set a record, that damn player
Paper Magician: dammit!!
lLyricalCloudl: ^ two retards trying to outwit each other
Paper Magician: outworded again!!
Paper Magician: well you are the king retard, my friend
lLyricalCloudl: i thought you had me
lLyricalCloudl: hahaha
lLyricalCloudl: but i pulled through in the end
Paper Magician: i really gotta start writing again... get my wits about me again
Paper Magician: that was an olympic moment for sure
lLyricalCloudl: yes, the greeks would be proud
lLyricalCloudl: or the geeks, whichever you choose
Paper Magician: or greek geeks?
lLyricalCloudl: as long as they wear togas with pocket protectors
Paper Magician: i saw that at a frat party once
Paper Magician: very sheik. buddy holly glasses and everything
lLyricalCloudl: must've been Revenge Of The Nerds 87
Paper Magician: or maybe a tragic box office miss trying to parody animal house nerd-style
lLyricalCloudl: or maybe a tragic result of realized stupidity (i admit watching it repeatedly though)
lLyricalCloudl: woe is me
Paper Magician: it's okay my son, i forgive you and absolve your of your abandonment from the path
lLyricalCloudl: i thought i was on track, really - i used to think i was a San 'Cisco trolly - but by golly, i'm just on the crooked road to sin and stardom
^ The future of our world, I regret to inform you, lies in the hands of bumbling bums such as these two, unarmed in a match of wits.
