Now it's day and I've been trying to get that taste off my tongue I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before Now I can't walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, feel my pores It's the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I'm polite "What's the day?" "Whats you doing?" "How's your mood?" "How's that song?" Man it passes right by me, it's behind me, now it's gone And I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired It's family beaches that I desire A sacred night, where we'll watch the fireworks The frightened babies poo They've got two flashing eyes and they're colored why They make me feel that I'm only all I see sometimes.
I've been eating with a good friend who said "A Genii made me out of the earth's skin" But in spite of her she is my birth kin, she spits me out in her surely blood rivers All the people life lurking in dominions of a hot Turk dish If elephants are reaching for our purses, then meet me after the world with the shivers.
"What's the day?" "Whats you doing?" "How's your food?" "How's that song?" Man it passes right by me it's behind me, now it's gone I can't lift you up cause my mind is tired, it's family beaches that I desire That sacred night where we watched the fireworks They frightened the babies and you know they've got two flashing eyes And if they are color blind, they make me feel, that you're only what I see sometimes.
Monday, February 2, 2009
My computer kept throwing up fluorescent everywhere. Now it won't even turn on. I don't have the money to fix it. I really don't mind except that I can't listen to music in my room.
Things are great though. I'm going to be an aunt again.
I feel weird not typing this on my own keyboard.
Goodbye.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them, but they were only satellites Oh It's wrong to wish on space hardware I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care
"Damn that television ... what a bad picture!" "Don't get upset, it's not a major disaster." "There's nothing on tonight," he said, "I don't know what's the matter!" "Nothing's ever on", she said, "so ... I don't know why you bother."
We've heard this little scene, we've heard it many times. People fighting over little things, and wasting precious time. They might be better off ... I think ... the way it seems to me. Making up their own shows, which might be better than T.V.
Judy's in the bedroom, inventing situations. Bob is on the street today, scouting up locations. They've enlisted all their family. They've enlisted all their friends. It helped saved their relationship, And made it work again ...
Their show gets real high ratings, they think they have a hit. There might even be a spinoff, but they're not sure 'bout that. If they ever watch T.V. again, it'd be too soon for them. Bob never yells about the picture now, he's having too much fun.
Judy's in the bedroom, inventing situations, Bob is on the street today, he's scouting up locations. They've enlisted all their family. They've enlisted all their friends. It helped save their relationship, And made it work again ...
So think about this little scene; apply it to you life. If your work isn't what you love, then something isn't right. Just look at Bob and Judy; they're happy as can be, Inventing situations, putting them on T.V.
Monday, January 19, 2009
I love crying. I hate the fact that I am sad so often, but at least when I cry by the time I'm done I feel better.