Wrap me up in always, and drag me in with maybes

Buster and the crazy red slipper....

2006-08-16T07:04:00.000+02:00

This is Buster the beagle... he absolutely loves playing with this red slipper and goes crazy whenever you wave it in front of his face... enjoy!!

Writer's block

2005-09-26T14:27:00.000+02:00

sometimes i feel
my brain is too paralyzed
with bliss
it can't transform
feelings into words
the way it used to.

at 19
alone and terrified
i would be a let down
words would gush
onto paper like the tears
on my flushed cheeks.

after having drained
both words and tears
i felt renewed
in self-worth
i could sleep soundly now,
the demons
had been silenced.

six years later
everything is cliché
already been done miss
already been said dear
they remarked, shaking their heads
in embarrassment.

perhaps i’m one of those
who need misery and distress
to create, to conceive.
i cringe even as i write this.
i know its not up to par.

but if I should have to
that is, should you compel me
to choose between the two,
there is no contest.

i’m fervently addicted to
the eager arms i come home to every night
the open mind i divulge everything to
the softest lips i greet with my own.

as for my deteriorating creativity
my dwindling imagination,
here’s to rousing it from
its prolonged hibernation.

indeed,
it will have changed,
it will have grown
as i inevitably have.

but on account of that
it will still be embraced.

this time by four strong arms
instead of a fragile two.

R.I.P. padri

2005-09-15T13:18:00.000+02:00

I'm Looking Forward To Joining You, Finally (NIN)

as black as the night can get
everything is safer now
there's always a way to forget
once you learn to find a way how

in the blur of serenity
where did everything get lost?
the flowers of naivete
buried in a layer of frost

the smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes

thought he had it all before they called his bluff
found out that his skin just wasn't thick enough
wanted to go back to how it was before
thought he lost everything
then he lost a whole lot more

a fool's devotion
swallowed up in empty space
the tears of regret frozen to the side of his face

the smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes

I've done all I can do
could I please come with you?
sweet smell of sunshine
I remember sometimes

i love this poem. i think the last 2 stanzas could have been done away with though.

2005-09-13T17:12:00.000+02:00

The Kama Sutra of Kindness: Position No. 2
by Mary Mackey

should I greet you
as if
we had merely eaten
together one night
when the white birches
dripped wet
and lightning etched
black trees on your walls?

it is not love
I am asking
love comes from years
of breathing
skin to skin
tangled in each other's dreams
until each night
weaves another thread
in the same web
of blood and sleep

and I have only
passed through you quickly
like light
and you have only
surrounded me suddenly
like flame

the lake is cold
the snows are sudden
the wild cherry bends
and winter's a burden

in your hand I feel
spring burn in the bud.

Newborn Panda!

2005-08-26T11:41:00.000+02:00

Hands down the cutest thing i have ever seen...

Source: http://jcscom.blogspot.com/

i know this is a little late - got to strike the iron while it's hot, right?

2005-08-23T14:51:00.000+02:00

so i wasn't too pleased with his semi-recent annoucement to "revive" the band... especially in light of the horror that was zwan and the future embrace. and especially considering that james and d'arcy won't be a part of it.

i mean, couldn't he have called them personally instead of sending out this "open" invitation? if i were either james or d'arcy i'd be offended he hadn't called in light of something so obviously important to them, and i know i definitely wouldn't be running to the nearest phoneline to call bOlly (as the netphorians lovingly know him as).

it was just a) free publicity for his shitty solo album (in every article printed about the "comeback", below you could find its release date and info) and b) a guarantee that neither member would come back (out of personal dignity) and c) then he would be free to hire other musicians (ahem pawns) without the original fans getting upset. thus pretending to be the good guy and say "see? i invited them back but they didn't take me up on the offer."

if he really wanted james and d'arcy back, he could have just called them personally. which leads me to believe that he doesn't, in which case he is hard up on the dough and knows if he plays SP music again (regardless of who is up there playing it with him) he'll have a chance of being what he once was. honestly, whatever. the only thing that makes me sad is that i used to practically worship this guy when i was 16.

by the way, the funniest bit of all is that it cost him something like $25,000 total to print in the chicago sun. correct me if i'm wrong!

ps. fyi, the above is a parody of the actual annoucement ;)

Spaced

2005-08-23T13:14:00.000+02:00

if you're here you most likely don't know me personally. i don't like wearing my heart on my sleeve in public, so to write freely its important for me to at least "think" that nobody i know personally is reading this (even if its not true!).

i like old smashing pumpkins, nine inch nails, radiohead, placebo... i was also part of that infamous grunge era of the early 90s. you love what you grew up with i guess.

i started this blog out of curiosity for the most part, and i'm not sure into what it will evolve.

anyway, thanks for reading.