I hate you..~ I hate you all.
Man-kind; Humanity. I hate you
Monday, October 11, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
& More.~
Why is it? Why does it have to be that way? Why are we involved at all...
Why did this happen so close to home; so near to the shaking & creaking foundations of the Earth; the soul, the blood the arms that surround the bleating, crying baby girl in the dark-blue night sky.~
Whatever you do; whatever happens to me, my dearest, most precious possession of these past few weeks: DONT, Do not EVER let me in; do NOT give me what I want, or let me have anything more than the little crumb, and half-massed smile you throw away, like an apple that is two-bite's in.. DONT. Dont, please, ever let me have what I want, or I promise you ... I will need you not; & never.
Pray that to your Godd, however big and brave you may be... He "always hears the cry of the faithful" and True..~ Is that you, my Darling lover, unknown to anyone but Me.~
Is that you, precious, deceitful luster; I lust you more than my own temptations; I feel you stronger than my own personal sensations; my pleasure in anything surmounted to the multiple of 10 to the power of its own multiplied by 1,000 gems, embedded in the side of Jupiter's heart; that pungent pool immersed with emeralds & diamond silk; in ever morning's wake, I smile at your shiny eyes; my lover & godd... The mirror image of myself in you I love me tooo ~~~~ & More.
Why did this happen so close to home; so near to the shaking & creaking foundations of the Earth; the soul, the blood the arms that surround the bleating, crying baby girl in the dark-blue night sky.~
Whatever you do; whatever happens to me, my dearest, most precious possession of these past few weeks: DONT, Do not EVER let me in; do NOT give me what I want, or let me have anything more than the little crumb, and half-massed smile you throw away, like an apple that is two-bite's in.. DONT. Dont, please, ever let me have what I want, or I promise you ... I will need you not; & never.
Pray that to your Godd, however big and brave you may be... He "always hears the cry of the faithful" and True..~ Is that you, my Darling lover, unknown to anyone but Me.~
Is that you, precious, deceitful luster; I lust you more than my own temptations; I feel you stronger than my own personal sensations; my pleasure in anything surmounted to the multiple of 10 to the power of its own multiplied by 1,000 gems, embedded in the side of Jupiter's heart; that pungent pool immersed with emeralds & diamond silk; in ever morning's wake, I smile at your shiny eyes; my lover & godd... The mirror image of myself in you I love me tooo ~~~~ & More.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Homecoming Part 1
Oct. 02/10
The night of the great Deadmau5 concert; highly anticipated, awaited, and dreamt about by ten's of thousands throughout London-town.
I was going. I had purchased 2 tickets, for 75$ each, in hopes of either helping a friend out, or, selling to the highest bidder...
That was my plan.
Now, this is what actually happened.
Oct. 1st/10:
Just before heading out the door to work, I get the news that buddy has a friend selling MacBook Pro's for 750$, basically, half price.
"The quantity is shrinking, and they're going like Hot cakes.. get it.."
I didn't get it, oh wait.. yeah.~
"That's sick, but, I don't think I've got the money for that right now, as awesome as it is.."
"Just go pull out as much as you can," buddy says "and we'll see about the rest"
Didn't have the care, or real desire to.. I had to go.
Work:
Get a text from buddy again saying:
Hey other buddy decided to lend me the remaining amount for you to grab a MacBook; I'll meet you on break, and you just pay the difference."
I was mixed on this,, pissed, and.. somewhat Glad: I owned a MacBook! at least partially...
Went home after work; Veronick asked what I was up to; "Not much, you?" was my response.
"You should come out; we'll get wasted!"
"Sure." was the best answer I could some up.
Headed off to the shower, get changed, and head on over to Richmond & Kent as soon as I could.
I was in such a hurry to head over (as I was already 15mins late) I almost toy'd with the idea of Cabbing it over... but no~ the laptop sucked me dry like a Catholic priest on son-day.
I went out, headed down the street; saw Veronick's building in the near, well-lit distance.
I arrived, walked to the door, and a cab pulled about about 30 seconds later; the only passenger was a girl, a young girl, who caught my eye, when I caught hers.. briefly.. didn't want to be rude.
She stepped out, and walked inside. I texted Veronick, and threw one or two Half-second glances her way. She walked inside, and Veronick told me over the phone brashly: 807!
I walked in; caught the Eli up to the 8th, hopped off, and turned around.
There in the lobby stood a walk-wasted Veronick, and when she saw me, she yelled out: "There's my buddy Dan!"
I shifted my head, (my eyes to be more precise..) and there at her right hand stood the girl from the Taxi cab, looking over with a relieved smile.
"We've met.. downstairs"
- TBC.
The night of the great Deadmau5 concert; highly anticipated, awaited, and dreamt about by ten's of thousands throughout London-town.
I was going. I had purchased 2 tickets, for 75$ each, in hopes of either helping a friend out, or, selling to the highest bidder...
That was my plan.
Now, this is what actually happened.
Oct. 1st/10:
Just before heading out the door to work, I get the news that buddy has a friend selling MacBook Pro's for 750$, basically, half price.
"The quantity is shrinking, and they're going like Hot cakes.. get it.."
I didn't get it, oh wait.. yeah.~
"That's sick, but, I don't think I've got the money for that right now, as awesome as it is.."
"Just go pull out as much as you can," buddy says "and we'll see about the rest"
Didn't have the care, or real desire to.. I had to go.
Work:
Get a text from buddy again saying:
Hey other buddy decided to lend me the remaining amount for you to grab a MacBook; I'll meet you on break, and you just pay the difference."
I was mixed on this,, pissed, and.. somewhat Glad: I owned a MacBook! at least partially...
Went home after work; Veronick asked what I was up to; "Not much, you?" was my response.
"You should come out; we'll get wasted!"
"Sure." was the best answer I could some up.
Headed off to the shower, get changed, and head on over to Richmond & Kent as soon as I could.
I was in such a hurry to head over (as I was already 15mins late) I almost toy'd with the idea of Cabbing it over... but no~ the laptop sucked me dry like a Catholic priest on son-day.
I went out, headed down the street; saw Veronick's building in the near, well-lit distance.
I arrived, walked to the door, and a cab pulled about about 30 seconds later; the only passenger was a girl, a young girl, who caught my eye, when I caught hers.. briefly.. didn't want to be rude.
She stepped out, and walked inside. I texted Veronick, and threw one or two Half-second glances her way. She walked inside, and Veronick told me over the phone brashly: 807!
I walked in; caught the Eli up to the 8th, hopped off, and turned around.
There in the lobby stood a walk-wasted Veronick, and when she saw me, she yelled out: "There's my buddy Dan!"
I shifted my head, (my eyes to be more precise..) and there at her right hand stood the girl from the Taxi cab, looking over with a relieved smile.
"We've met.. downstairs"
- TBC.
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