friday, december 27, 2002

4:33pm - I'm ready to know what the people know! Ask 'em my questions, and get some answers. What's a fire, and why does it, what's the word.. BURRRRRNNNNN? WHEN'S IT MY TURN? WOULDNT I LOVE, LOVE TO EXPLORE THAT SHORE UP ABOVEEEEEE.... out of..the sea... wish I.. COULD BE.. part of that.. worrrrld.
Man, that mermaid should've just stayed a mermaid. People with feet suck. Who agrees? I do. Well obviously I do. Twas my opinion that was JUST stated. Well.. I'm gone.. for now. I've been checking in a lot today. Expect me back after the party.

2:28pm - Happy Birthday, Mal.

2:20pm - God is a concept by which we measure our pain. I'll say it again. God is a concept by which we measure our pain. I don't believe in magic, I don't believe in I-ching, I don't believe in Bible, I don't believe in Tarot, I don't believe in Hitler, I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in Kennedy, I don't believe in Buddha, I don't believe in Mantra, I don't believe in Gita, I don't believe in Yoga, I don't believe in Kings, I don't believe in Elvis, I don't believe in Zimmerman, I don't believe in Beatles. I just believe in me... Yoko and me. And that's reality. The dream is over. What can I say? The Dream is Over. Yesterday I was the Dreamweaver. But now I'm reborn. I was the Walrus. But now I'm John. And so dear friends. You'll just have to carry on. The Dream is over.

1:44am - listening to dashboard confessional. have to get my dose in.
so quiet. another wasted night. the television steals a conversation. exhale. another wasted breath. again it goes unnoticed. please tell me you're just feeling tired, cuz if it's more than that, i feel that i might break. out of touch, out of time.
still havent written a story. i have an idea of what i'm gonna write about.. i thought of a story on my way to the computer, only it was in poetry form. that may be a problem, but i could quickly change it. all my thoughts are in poetry form. i just automatically rhyme things. well... andy just came upstairs.. that means i should go.. i think?
so what's another day when i cant bare these nights of thoughts of going on without you

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