Back to the original format.

I've decided to go back to the original format. It gives me hope again.

I want people to remember me fondly after I have left them. Why do I lose contact so easily?

A pain in the reality...

Lastnight I heard someone get beat. I'm not sure if it was a woman or child, but I know that I was struck with fear and anger. Partially at myself because I couldn't help. I didn't know where they were in my appartment building. The sound was coming through the vents.

I hate the dog next door.

green toads on oatmeal.

Here's an unedited email I sent today:

" Salad spoons and egg plant. I ran to a home in the field. Did you ask my mom about te dog in teh yellow and green sky lit gown? I did not run that way, but I surely thought that I could. Falling ice, chopping wood. Laugh out loud, crazy cat. "

-sorry its not between us anymore. I had to share.

Stories from sleep vol. 4

"... and sometimes they just give me some; I thank them and just head off on my way..."

Thats Thomas. He thinks that he is some sort of hotshot in the world of 12 year olds. All he ever does is talk about his card collection... The thing is though, no one has ever seen it; but he assures us that its real.

He's just trying to keep it safe and out of the light so they stay in pristine condition.

"... So you guys don't have that one yet?..." I had a copy.

I also had a copy of a Mantle card that my Grandfather gave to me when I was ten. He actually got the card from Mantle himself when he was playing...

I don't want to hear Thomas say that he has two copies of the same.

Stories from sleep vol. 3

They were no more than 12 when they discovered the power of ghosts. She had seen it cross the alley in fright; somewhat of a slow painful limp, as though 'it' had been hit by a car...

Just as this thought had crossed the mind of some of the girls, headlights appeared before them... The shadows moved in fear before the bodies were able to. There were no longer shadows to be seen, but rather a blue/green mist between them and the headlights.

Four days later she awoke with only a bruised forehead and elbow. Her friends gone forever...

Stories from sleep vol. 2

I laughed when you told me that we were on our way "south". I thought that you meant "hell"... and you really were. You are a sonuvabitch you know that?

"Hey Jake, do you know where Craig's pest control stuff is? I want to wash the car..."

For some reason this made no sense to me, so I just thought it best to leave before something went wrong.

Stories from sleep vol. 1

We all layed on our backs and laughed as Randy tickeld our noses. I believe it wsa a November; Christmas had just started. Nothing special occured that year that made it any more memorable than any other November day. It just 'was' and I think that was what made it special.

nine dimes got me a dollar

I saw a cat, his name was Joe.
He jumped, much like a toad, across an alley and into a sleep.
"Run!" I said, and no one moved. Cheese.
Three on the Bar-B-Que. Does this make sense to you? Rather me.

I found a dozen tree birds hiding out in a garden,
I think they were pretending to be something else other than what they were meant to be.
Does this make sense to you? Rather me.

Drown rats and other psychotic hobbies of the less than 'keen'
Knock out bat. Keep me away from me.
Hidden in a place of sanity the shadow hid from all to see.
Random? Perhaps.

Am I worried of a state of mind where we all run the gauntlet?
I actually have no idea what this was supposed to mean...

Dog-Rabbit. The reproductive wonder of the 21st century.
Coming soon to a store near you.
Raindrops fall on the curtains as day breaks into a cup of icecream.
Oranges randomly placed throughout. This time we will see the sheen.

Bad poetry at best. the worst yet to follow. Know not what bends me.
I sat down and ran my mind through a field for 4:28. Can you tell?

"Excuse me? You droped this..."

I found something of yours that you've lost, and is of great value. It was right there. It actually has no monetary worth, yet it is priceless. What is it that I found, and what is its worth to you? Why do you want it back?

out of the shadows...

You know what?! My appartment has very little lighting in it. Just some kitchen lights, a bedroom light and one in the washroom.

You may ask why I would even tolerate living like this... This could potentially be a problem at night when Itry to get around. I afterall, could get hurt in the dark...

But not to fear; this situation has been remedied. This meaning: I have two fuckin' streetlights directly outside my windows and i'm too poor to buy curtains. There are never lighting problems in this place!

I hate feeling poor...

Saturn Dream

I had a picture here... it was taking long to load. I hate that.

imagine

John Lennon died days before I shared this planet with him. Why do I feel as though I missed being a part of 'something?'

the yellow stripe of a kangaroo

Sorry I've been away.

I felt what it was like to be awake.

I'd like to go back to sleep now.

Can you be my fly on the wall?

Subtle truths.

It is hard to imagine that all we have left of some people is a picture. We lose all the personality that was born with them. What would it have been like to have known Napolean?

1812 anyone?

I sought a change in the news paper.. but found no other.

RUN!

Run until you are out of breath.

You will then find out that you are alive.

the long shadows at high noon

George, I saw the car that you told me about yesterday. You were right, it is a nice car. I wanted to pee on its wheel to claim it as my own. Everywhere it went, people and dogs alike would know that I had been there, and that this car was mine.

"Our sovienty will be gone in 20 years" I heard today. I believe that it is true. Few of us actually have the guts to stand up for ourselves against a government that exerts its power over us in a cocky and calus manner. Write your government, members of parliment, and be an absolute pain in thier ass until we as a people start to move the government to work for us, not for themselves and their special interests.

Hills

I've come to find that hills are much more fun if I run up them rather than walk them. Momentum really does help out on the way to the top... and when you get there, you really do feel as though you earned a break.

sandwhich bags

Is it thieving if there is no loss?

It is hard to get ahead if you are always trying to keep up with everyone else.

Only one person can be the best at something... but there is nothing wrong with doing the best that you can at that same thing.

Courage is a by-product of rational thought.

The best of seven

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to live under the sea? To swim free from all of those who ate your sandwhich? Print me, and ask if I am a tree...

Apparently they (the Canadian Government) is going to ban all new VW diesels from coming into the country starting January 2007. Buy your Diesel now. Why aren't we running biodiesel? Is this government completely incompetent? Not at all.. this is surely calculated.

I'm never here

I think that we need to stand up. Does anyone out there care? Are we left alone to waunder this earth independently as creatures? I've left the room. Don't jump on my tail. Ouch. My nose.