So Second Century
I have never been bothered,
leaving those behind,
who did not fallow,
when I started walking.
Thinking mushrooms.
They do parlor tricks as well.
Another day another job offer.
I love Vanessa. She offered me a job today. It being out in
Earrings. I am going to make you kids some crazy earrings. Why are they called earrings when they need not be rings? Ear pendants too many syllables? One day there will be a law against misleading language. No more self defeating clauses!
High school was totally about lunch. What better times were had from eight until three than the time we had for lunch? From gaming at Owens, movies with Ellis, and the couch in the SRC, lunch is what high school was totally about.
Throwing stones at Christians is so second century. Picking on religious people is like shooting fish in a barrel. Who ordered the popes benedict anyways?
Hope to be. I can already see myself becoming set in my ways, if I really look back analyzing my life I can see the trends starting to flush themselves out long ago. There is a certain lack of surprise in who I have become. Right now, as I feel my roots go deeper, and my bark get thicker; I can only hope to become something I will not hate later. I have to try and mold myself into what I want to be, so that when I do stagnate I can at least be proud of these roots and the history that holds my life off the ground.
My friends and I are just growing up to replace all the liars and drunks that we have always hated, and there are problems. Problems with everything.
Take that
This days post is brought to you by too much caffeine. I have not been able to order my words lately, to the point of being openly mocked by
And I have never had much trouble,
Knowing when it was time to go.
Uehen/Sean
All is quiet, except for this song.
So maybe while I am not together I can feel like I am not alone.
And somewhere off in the distance, rapidly advancing is an onslaught of sorts.
Young sirens wail with a skewed sense of glory.
And the lions in the cages roar at the memory of flight.
And there is a joy, a joy in all I can see.
A joy, in every possibility.
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I heart Against Me!
I tried to say it without sounding excited, but that exclamation mark gets me ever time.
3:36 p.m.
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