January 2011
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“Does the prospect of death encourage us to lead better lives?”
Grandma
I was closer to you when you were near death than I ever was while you were full of life.
I think of you, without understanding what losing you means. In one moment my life skips happily along, in the next my head is down.
I don’t understand death. I think that’s what hurts about losing you. I don’t know where you’ve gone.
If you are watching me from somewhere near,...
“You’ve got to be willing to appear ignorant in order to learn.”
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Island (9)
The moon is a hole in the night
There isn’t a star up above
thats bright enough to light me up
I am an orphan of destiny
i ran from the home
when the rest were fast asleep
I sailed for the edge of the world
hoping I’d be free at last
of this emptiness
but what I’ve found instead
is an island in an endless void
i call to an ear that hasn’t heard me in years
I search...
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Unfriends
I really really want to quit facebook, but I haven’t yet mustered the will to do so.
Mostly seeing all my “friends” itemized, indexed, paginated reminds me how distant most of those relations have become. The overall effect is numbness to the increasing abstraction of friendship.
I figure, if you’re not meeting with a person once a year, it must be a friend in name...
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Island (8)
I am a hateful man
I am a spiteful man
I have been wronged
so wronged
that I can’t stand it
I have a heart of stone
I am cold and I don’t give a damn
it’s not a joke it’s who I am
you can laugh all you want
but I can’t so I don’t
If you want I’ll be alone
I’ll be alone alone
I have fallen out of sight
so that I never meet your eyes
I’ll...
“I don’t want to spend my time preventing failure, I’d rather be busy...”
“There is no good and bad, there is instead truth and falsehood, health and harm.”
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“Be the size that you are.”
“I want to give you everything that I am
and nothing that I am not.”
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Island (7)
inside a hollow forest
between her starving trunks
where desperate roots grasp the earth
they yearn to drink the whim of youth
no olden proof will do
here ancient dust masks the sky
the ragged wear of callous time
I heard the trees speak of me while rustling their leaved
and something else
not seen but felt
and passed along in careful doubt
rumors of a shadow man
a muse
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Island (6)
before the day is done
you move inland to chase the sun
your stretched shadow leads you on
a trail only animals have walked
you step your feet inside their tracks
to walk this winding wild path
you wander now
you might as well
there’s no one else
there’s no one else
“Is there a direct correlation between the language of a culture and the melodies...”
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Island (5)
goodbye memories buried under stone and dirt no marker placed no footsteps traced my recollection put beneath
his blood on my hands small stains where I touch that I choose not to see cause I can’t get them clean as I turn my back I hear his name already he’s been taken up and carried by the wind
goodbye memories I carried you this far I leave you here by this shore where my life began once...
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Island (4)
home, I dreamed of you for seven days when life became a blur to choose between awake and sleeping I am still unsure
home, when I return will you still stand or will years tear you down I cannot recall now you’re shapeless in my mind like shadows I have banished you by turning on strange light
home, it wasn’t hard to leave you but it pains me to be gone I thought I knew what I would do I guess...
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Island (3)
from the bottom of the sea beneath the reach of naked eyes her shattered hull a hollow soul crying from the murky floor bubble up like airy tears you lost control you lost control
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Relentless Purpose
I want this to be an explosive year for me. This year, I want to make good on talent I know I have, but I’ve had difficulty utilizing because of a tendency to lose interest when a certain result is achieved.
The people who get shit done are relentless. They keep at a specific goal until it is achieved fully.
All I need to do is set aside new ideas and pursue to the bitter end the ones...
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Island (2)
rising up at last you wander from the shore at your back the violent sun cutting wounds in the horizon her bleeding edge is glazed by ageless gilded waves that turn eternally that move in disarray you lost control of me you lost control of me
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Island (1)
wake you lie in strange sand you washed up on the shore of the unknown strange you soak it in you are a stranger on an island in the ocean of unwanted where no one’s gonna find you no one’s gonna find you
where did things go wrong you sailed so strong against the storm but the wind must have been stronger aches and pains no broken bones you should be glad you lived instead you feel alone in this...
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I Stay Away
Catholicism wounded me, my sense of legitimacy. I beat myself up for losing faith. I struggle still to hold onto a notion of God who differs from the one described by the religion I was raised to believe.
I can’t really describe the pain, it doesn’t hurt as much as it once did.
Sometimes I think that God is proxy for loving oneself, and beliefs that come between a man and his idea...
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"Blahg" and "Blahging"
To be used in place “blog” and “blogging” until those words fall from favor.
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“Mainly, I found myself on tumblr because I hate the word ‘blog,’ as...”
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“Where does my addictive need to distract myself from the task at hand come from?”
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Cornelius (n)
A complex project assigned suddenly to you during a very busy time.
Example:
I have all this shit to do and my boss drops this cornelius in my lap.
“Unlike most, the artist doesn’t have to hide inner turmoil, however, he...”
Hello, new desktop background! →
“I like Star Wars, but is there any benefit to mashing it up with everything? I...”
– Sam Brown speaks truth to power a geek
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No:
“In my installation homily on Jan. 4, 2010, I spoke of the devastation of sin and its effect on us personally and as a community,” Listecki said. “We see the result of that sin today. This action is occurring because priest-perpetrators sexually abused minors, going against everything the church and the priesthood represents.”
He doesn’t get it, nor does...
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Speechless
I noticed that all my 2010 posts rarely do I mention how good it is to be married to my beautiful wife, or how deeply I love and need her.
Dear Reader, indeed I am a poet of sorts, I endeavor to speak what cannot be easily said. However, I have noticed, for the elements in my life which I care most about, I too am speechless.
Here, silence is my highest compliment.
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“A good solo becomes its own animal, whereby the listener may think ‘this...”
A: No one understands me
B: Do you understand you?
A: …
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“I wanted to see if this experienced King of Sexdom knew anything the rest of us...”
– Former Playmate Izabella St. James
He’s 84 years old and he’s staked his entire life on sex. He’s got to keep doing his twenty-something-year-old gold diggers, even if he needs to car-jack himself an erection; he can’t stop now because sex is all he has.
I imagine Hugh...
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Themeriffic
To usher in 2011, I spent an embarrassing sum of time customizing my Tumblr’s theme.
I’m quite pleased with it, but judge for yourself.
…Then mail your verdict to someone who cares. >:D