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On My Way To Apathy by the-word, literature

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On My Way To Apathy

Today I turned to a page I know by heart... Those words I knew it would read Came to life and attacked me. Just like always, I was ambushed by Traps I set for myself lifetimes before I was Born. And I was reminded of you, And for the first time --though I'll admit I almost Drowned in sorrow... almost Choked on my own melancholy nostalgia... Though I'll admit to feeling both my Longing and my Pain In all the deepest places of my Secret heart of hearts-- For the first time those feelings did not make me Want once again to be with you. For the first time I was able to Turn to the next page. I had not yet read to story contain

No Happily Ever After by the-word, literature

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No Happily Ever After

You know You are my knight in shining armor. But did you know That I could be your most challenging conquest? That I would be your most mind-bending puzzle... The most fulfilling battle you could spend the rest of your life never winning? But you don't even see me, For I am no beautiful damsel in distress, No icy princess locked away in a cold tower. I'm just... Just... I'm just what's waiting down that road you never choose to travel, Because the other is the path that leads to the glory. And the flocks of people wishing they were you. I am the satisfaction you crave but cannot glimpse, Your vision is blocked by pride, greed,

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a feather

you forgot to pretend not to care. even as you kill me inside, (just a little nibble at a time), your actions betray your true-- motivations/comprehensions/intentions-- betray those ashes of those anachronistic sentiments from a lifetime when you and i were happy. ...from a century when i still had faith in the unwavering course of destiny. the divine spark of my fate went out when my infinite patience ran dry.

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Rotting

Do you comprehend this weight I bear? This contagion I carry--incurable. Don't get too near, you need only glance this way to contract my disease. The pain is unbearable, the cause undetectable and the symptoms unnoticable. You will waste away before your very eyes. Do you really understand this torture? I fall asleep each night begging for death's sweet release. My prayers unheard, each morn' I still awaken.

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This, Endless... by the-word, literature

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This, Endless...

Cruisin' down the highway. "3:49AM," I heard, Or saw, Somewhere. No orange-pink glow out here, Not like in my city, my prison of the mind. The night in this oasis Is and endless, colorless hole. Could almost reach out and Touch it, if I tried hard enough. Reached far enough. That sky is all things and nothing, At once. Coasting by fields and Old farm houses full of memories and mold, And those twinkling lights so prevalent here in the countryside, They just stand still. They never waver, Rock steady and dancing out there. Out there... Out there. Coasting... Cruisin'... And yet my heart, My soul stands still.

My Life, As Yet Untitled by the-word, literature

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My Life, As Yet Untitled

I had a backpack Full of my forgotten hopes Broken dreams and Unfulfulled wishes. So the day I finally fell, I fell HARD, You dig it? And those centureis of pain spent on Turning my resolve to steel And strengthening my backbone, Now-- They meant nothing. The prognosis was bad, and said I would never walk again. Prescribed myself a lifetime of loneliness. YET-- Here I am, Body rocking with the waves of passion, Passion for life itself, (if I even believe it's possible). YOU-- You creatures of self-loathing Who said I would never be OK, Well FUCK YOU. You can watch my ass while I DANCE.

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On My Way To Apathy by the-word, literature

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Rotting

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My Life, As Yet Untitled

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ideal form and absolute beauty

"THE IDEAL FORM" Plato, a Greek philosopher, and disciple of the infamous Socrates, once wrote of something he called the 'ideal' form. He said that when any person envisions a form--any form, for example, a chair, a triangle, or a circle--the image that each and every person will see in their mind is identical, provided they're imagining the same form. This definite image of said form manifests in the mind in what Plato referred to as it's 'ideal', or eternally perfect shape. But for an 'ideal' form to physically exist on Earth is literally impossible, because the nature of all Earthly forms is to contain some sort of imperfection pendi

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Canada
Deviant for 20 years
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Current Residence: Redneck Country, Alberta, Canada.
Favourite genre of music: The punk-rock blues.
Favourite photographer: My amazing step-mother, and (suzie-9mm).
Favourite style of art: The de Stijl movement, and organic abstracts.
Operating System: Skin and bones, flesh and blood.
MP3 player of choice: Winamp5
Shell of choice: Uhhhhh..... it's black?
Wallpaper of choice: It's boring blue, but I'm working on that.
Skin of choice: ummm.... mine?
Favourite cartoon character: Boomhauer from King of the Hill, and my own little nugget of shit called Cheese Boy.
Personal Quote: she was an ideal form, an absolute beauty... she was perfection in a little glass bottle.

Favourite Visual Artist

Andy Warhol, anyone from the de Stijl movement, and Justice.

Favourite Movies

SLC Punk!, Sid and Nancy, Fight Club, and Josie and the Pussycats.

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

I adore The White Stripes. I also suggest Geoff Hawryluk (http://www.soundclick.com/geoffhawryluk).

Favourite Writers

Walt Whitman, Valerie Solanas, and Tallas (neuroticlipstick).

Favourite Games

The one where you go hide somewhere I won't have to see you.

Favourite Gaming Platform

A table? A chair? Your fat ass?

Tools of the Trade

The concepts of relative truth and abstract beauty.

Other Interests

I like to do things that make people turn around and take a second look, then scurry away in fear.

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the-word

Sep 6, 2005

pray to god

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i'm awake now, and it's nice to be alive.

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the-word

Feb 13, 2005

he IS a man

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he saved $100 for me, for valentines, i just found out today. and he had to spend it, to cover a roommates 3 month old rent debt. what a man.

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the-word

Dec 27, 2004

extended visit

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well we've got first month's rent to live in this, the charles mansion, and we're planning on putting down roots (of a sort).  rent is paid for sure every month, and that's a big accomplishment right now... christmas was good, spent it in spruce grove with his parents... they spoiled us, really.  lots of good practical stuff like toothpaste and mittens, $160 worth of groceries, and art supplies.  it was honestly the best christmas i've ever had.  one of my presents was CANVAS, which means after a quick trip to my father's house to get my supplies, i can start PAINTING again!!! yay for me...