Tuesday, December 21, 2004

landmine

Changing time, spent almost an hour trying to sustain life from this waterhole. Oblique....

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Aphrodite loves Aphrodite

looking inside a shattered glass, peering thru unknown paradise where faith stumbles and fall, fast, undecisive and deadly. Creatures, matured-looking zombies licking their own reflection of gruntness, peeling their absence of time. Constraint upon millions of blocks of their contagious deficiency. What is in their world that attracts you? Is it the smell? the taste? the roughness? the sin? the naked body of a lady with a head of a man? I may never know, but you seem so happy with them. Goodluck!

what lies beneath...

a scorching sun, a dusty road and a trailblazer. One momentous moment reflected from the mirror of innocence. Shattered rocks of fidelity unabashed by fate. Nothingness still longs for your warm breathe, the life of what it gives and devours, still yours and yours to get. I will never undermined your power ever again, for you handle sweet redemption, you maker of time exploding on under grass. nothing, nothing, nothing will ever move you...