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[14 Dec 2011|09:54am] |
Big decision, but one I needed to make. I'm done with the spirit world. All of it. Ghosts, shamanism, the whole shebang. Even hypnosis. I quit.
And I actually feel relieved.
Too many obstacles. Too much trouble. I know that nothing worthwhile is easy, but Christ. Talk about trying to ice skate uphill. This might sound defeatist, but surely if I'm meant to be doing this, it wouldn't be so impossible.
So yeah, back to the Matrix for me. Honestly, I don't think I'll miss it.
Posted via m.livejournal.com.
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[11 Dec 2011|03:01am] |
Lay beside me, Tell me what they've done
Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run
The door is locked now but it's open if you're true
If you can understand the me, then I can understand you
Lay beside me, under wicked sky
black of day, dark of night, we share this pair of lives
The door cracks open but there's no sun shining through
Black heart scarring darker still, but there's no sun shining through
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Come lay beside me, this won't hurt, I swear
She loves me not, she loves me still, but she'll never love again
She lay besides me but she'll be there when I'm gone
Black heart scarring darker still, yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Yes, she'll be there when I'm gone
Dead sure she'll be there!
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn to stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven, too?
Lay beside me, tell me what I've done
The door is closed, so are your eyes
But now I see the sun, now I see the sun
Yes, now I see it!
What I've felt, what I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt, what I've known
So sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there? 'Cause I'm the one waits
The one who waits for you
What I've felt, What I've known
Turn the pages, turn the stone
Behind the door, should I open it for you?
What I've felt oohh
What I've known
I take this key
And I bury it in you
Because you're unforgiven, too
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[17 Sep 2011|09:32pm] |
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It's strange when you can type "Just assembling the last few struts of the trebuchet now. I can't afford a Segway, so I hope a garden rake with mower wheels on it will do" and have it be completely in context.
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[08 Sep 2011|11:46pm] |
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I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much. My heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst. And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain. And I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my shitty little life. You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry, you will someday.
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[22 Aug 2011|08:29am] |
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Feel like I've been decked by Mike Tyson. Sinus headache so bad my teeth are aching, my ears keep popping and my nose won't stop bleeding. Even looking at this screen is making my face throb.
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[20 Jul 2011|02:23pm] |
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It's quite typical of my life and luck that while I'm actually in the mood to go out and socialise some (gasp, shock etc) I have this firp-ding-blasted headcold/chestcold/cough/sinus infection laying me low. I make plans, only to have to break them because I can barely stand and am oozing unidentifiable goo from every orifice in my face. This has been happening since mid-June. Please to be fucking off now.
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[13 Jul 2011|08:20pm] |
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'Ware the dread white arrows and stripes that adorn yonder road; for they are slick and slippery, and cause skiddies - not just of one's tyres, but also one's underpants.
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[18 Jun 2011|11:46pm] |
And we'll dance through our isolation
Seeking solace in the wisdom we bestow
Turning thoughts to the here and everafter
Consuming fears in our fiery halos
Say what you mean
Mean what you say
I've heard that innocence
Has led us all astray
But don't let them make you and break you
The world is filled with their broken empty dreams
Silence is their only virtue
Locked away inside their silent screams
But for now
Let us dance away
This starry night
Filled with the glow of fiery stars
And with the dawn
Our sun will rise
Bringing a symphony of bird cries
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[04 Jun 2011|02:14am] |
It's always really late in the evening that conversation turns to the truly interesting topics.
By that time, everyone is falling asleep. Except me.
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[02 Jun 2011|08:48pm] |
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We who can, must.
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[02 Jun 2011|11:52am] |
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My current lesson: Learn to roll with the crazy. Stop fighting it. Que sera sera.
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[31 May 2011|02:57pm] |
I had a friend once, he took some acid,
Now he thinks he's a fire engine
It's ok, until he pisses on your lighter,
Kinda smells,
It's kinda cool, kinda funny anyway
I had a friend once, he took some ecstasy,
Tried to marry me, and everyone in the room.
He was sorta loving,
Kinda caring,
Kinda tried to fuck my lazy boy.
It got a bit messy,
All over the curtains,
Armchair covers,
Throw pillows,
And carpeting.
Getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
Getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
Getting bored,
I'm getting bored,
Getting bored,
I'm getting bored
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[21 May 2011|06:40pm] |
Boys night in, tonight.
Chrissy is at a party.
I've made a sumptuous pot of mexi-goop, and now Kain and I are just chillaxing like bachelors :)
We didn't get beamed up to Heaven for the Rapture, but then again I didn't think the Big G would want us anyway, filthy sinners that we are with our pre-martial sex and being friends with homosexuals.
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[19 May 2011|04:52pm] |
Ah yes. My WoW account was hacked last night.
And I get to ride home in the rain.
What an epic, magical day.
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[19 May 2011|02:32pm] |
Was supposed to have tomorrow off work, but now I have to come in...
Really not in the fucking mood.
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[19 May 2011|10:24am] |
Thoroughly sick and fucking tired of people right now
I'm over it.
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[09 May 2011|09:26pm] |
If you have even a tangential interest in roleplaying, you NEED to see this video.
It's only May, but I hereby declare this my favourite YouTube video of 2011.
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[04 May 2011|06:40pm] |
The sky is red with the rising sun,
Warning heeded by the early one.
Sins of the father paid by the son,
Thicker than water...
Inside there shines a hidden smile,
The iron teeth of a rasping file.
The close are held for a little while,
And still she wanders...
This life we lead is a riven gift,
And all we love is a given rift.
Always the fall before the lift,
The silence shatters...
Broken by a heartless scream,
Awoken from the oldest dream.
The tearing starts along the seam,
And starlight shivers...
How grim is this sharpened scythe?
We die to live, and live to die.
The sun sets slow in a bloody sky,
We rest forever...
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[02 May 2011|03:38pm] |
So the Boogeyman is dead.
Does this mean the nightmares will end?
Not likely.
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