Entropy is.

melting ice. shattered glass. Entropy is your cold coffee, your parched throat, your bleeding heart.

8.12.2009

Human Progression

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Always behind glass do we find our most precious desires, A glass tempered of brazen grandeur, We are a stubborn lot. Unable to step forward...
6.10.2009

80's businesswomen eat your hearts out.

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So, new invention. (It seems my world is filled with random little inventions) Discs to be slipped into the shoulder pads of your clothing t...
5.24.2009

Listening makes me realize...

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just how dumb the world is. I find I'm becoming a man of few words. I feel as though we, as human beings, are too easily moved to say st...
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5.17.2009

Completion.

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Gotta love finishing something. That accompanying feeling of personal gratification? Mmm mmm mmm. Dee-lish. I just finished a painting, and ...
5.08.2009

Nonsensical.

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Haven't written on here in a little while now. Felt I should. Superman never made any money. Yet he was content. Just being a good human...
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4.29.2009

Smooth... vs. Jagged

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I was looking at a picture today of a cloudy mountain peak, with a jagged and a crisp, scissored brow. I clicked a block in my mind over ano...
4.28.2009

Looking ahead =>

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One hundred years ago people couldn't communicate with each other very easily. Messengers were a big means at that point. Now, our abili...
4.12.2009

.htaeD baC roF eituC

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Life is pretty sweet. Pretty fucking sweet. Sometimes it amazes me just how down we can get. About ourselves, our situations, our lives. You...
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4.09.2009

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Once there was a man. An OH SO POWERFUL man. Whose name was spoken both with glee and fear, tact and rakish garrisry. Yes, I said garrisry. ...
3.27.2009

Foreshadow.

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Life gives you a warning sometimes. Sometimes. Often times one doesn't even recognize it, much like the characters of a book, unaware of...
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3.15.2009

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We all do things every day. I try to be enthusiastic about things. Enthusiasm is prime. Turns something mundane and boring into something le...
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3.14.2009

Sifting like the sands of our lives.

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I have gotten so caught up in everything as of late. I suppose, in reality I'm no more caught up in 'everything' as I was before...
3.04.2009

Illicit

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You look at the world and what do you see? A pile of numbers, some square tvs. Please. Lies in the windows, lies in the bed, everyone's ...
2.28.2009

I won't say blessing in disguise.

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But I will say unexpected goodness coming from otherwise unfavourable situation? I confuse even myself sometimes. Life is good. Life is good...
2.15.2009

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Humans learn. That's what makes us people. We keep learning. Always learning. Birth to Death. Learning. Note. Not all people learn. Smar...
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Life is a series of bitter failures and minor victories. Life is full of drugs. Little red door. If there were a road through the window. I ...
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2.07.2009

For the Children.

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Once upon a time not so different from your own, young Judah awoke. Bright yellow rays of sun shot through the window above his bed and shon...
2.06.2009

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I miss booze. Jordan will drink more booze, from here onwards. I used to chill with peeps and drink fairly often, those times were good. Alc...
2.05.2009

Each and every one of us.

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We are all alone. We are all lovely. We are all tarnished. We are all transient. Even staying in one place we are transient. Always changing...
2.02.2009

Close to Home

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Something personal. A peek into me. Because I know *so* many of you want to peek into me ;) First of all, I don't consider it a negative...
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