Memoirs Of A Nut

Thursday, November 09, 2006

reflective contradiction

Freestyle poetry for youz guyz:
When does the world look better,
After all the calamity has ended?
Or when the evil tyrants have fallen?
the story is never over,
and the calamity never ends,
the tyrants never fall,
they just fall back and regroup
to destroy another day.
Perhaps the evil is within ourselves,
we just choose to deny it,
or blame the would-be tyrant.
Never choose the easy route,
the more desireable way,
take the longer journey,
the difficult struggle,
for you will surely rise above
the calmity and tyrants
and be at peace with your surroundings.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Maybe I am...

Johnny Cash made it popular....but he's dead now. Yes! I'm starting to wear a lot of black lately. Not because I'm turning "Emo" or I'm feeling depressed, but because I feel good! Everything's going relatively ok and wearing black relaxes me. Pretty much any dark color relaxes me. I don't really have any real horrible problems or dillemas to try to correct. Although this girl up at Peppers almost busted it on a real slippery floor yesterday and it scared the crap out of me. I almost feel like I'm on the edge of something important thats about to happen to my life but am unsure as to what exactly. Maybe I'm observing my life a little too closely. Maybe I need to change something about me that I've been doing for a while. Thats the real question about life, I guess. Why doesn't it come with instructions or directions? You know? It would be boring, but at least you'd know what was going on. To all, Goodspeed. End.

Abstract Writing Today!:

Malformed poo. It was sooooo chocolatey. Eye came two worn yue uv bahd spellorz? Same box. New cantaloupe. Lovely blood-splattered, eviscerated, maggot-covered, bloated pile of meat which Sock ate. Nigh! Twas the bell of Saint Smurfette. knock and a load of dirty, red, sand-covered eyeballs of CEOs that cheated at checkers? blowhole not included. Arse tommorrow.