| hey its me. |
[Dec. 28th, 2004|02:19 pm] |
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i might as well mark my return to lj by posting here.
i gots myself some other sn's now. yea yea.
not telling you.
but theyre not like ultra secret or nething. you could probably find they if you really tried.
so whats going on? i havent posted in probably TEN months.
like, totally 10.
but this planet is still beautiful.
there is snow outside.
why? some people think its because its december. winter. because water in various places has evaporated, and that the small particles bagan to combine, getting heavier and heavier, till they began to fall.
and because or the temperature, they froze and continued combining.
but that'd be wrong.
it snowed for me.
it snowed for countles people out there.
people who lookesd at this world. then looked at the snow.
and smiled.
for them.
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what else...
im in love.
ive always been in love.
with as many beautivul things in the world as there are, i doubt ill ever cease to be in love.
right now i love swiss cheese.
what do you love?
nothing will ever be the same. |
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| where is the sanctuary? |
[Feb. 26th, 2004|09:50 pm] |
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the earth. present; here. our lives they sweep us away. where is the sanctuary? where is my requiem? i seek it not, nor do i breathe. hand in hand; the horizon glitters...a fresh new day willing to happen. the sun--set--never rises. the melody of the moon resounds. barricaded by the twilight we cry. joyous tears tear through our flesh. corruption eats at our marrow, knawing away on our bones. breaking loose, we stand still. arms outstreatched, we spiral in the twilight. spiral on the fields in the twilight. grass embraces; soaking dew and the icy wind--chilling through and through. my body cannot help but shake, convulsing in a strange laugther. and all the while my eyes are wide open. i cannot see the moon as it reflects within. a part of me, ever distant, but ever there. and when i try to claim it as my own, its very existance eludes me; i dont mind. i can find my happiness elsewhere...very simply and on my own. still, i reach out my hand. i am not alone here--this much is true. i seek companionship and the same i find, here, under the twilight. once again--rather, still--the grass embraces. bringing me home upon this hill. under the twilight. i cannot breathe; i choke with tears. joyous tears. joyous tears. joyous tears. bringing me home upon this hill. i am home in the grass in the world in the twilight. |
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| duvet |
[Feb. 23rd, 2004|06:32 pm] |
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And you don't seem to understand
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear
Will turn to whisper in your ear
And you know what they say might hurt you
And you know that it means so much
And you don't even feel a thing
I am falling, I am fading
I have lost it all
And you don't seem the lying kind
A shame then I can read your mind
And all the things that I read there
Candle lit smile that we both share
and you know I don't mean to hurt you
But you know that it means so much
And you don't even feel a thing
I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe |
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| another twilight evening |
[Feb. 18th, 2004|10:50 pm] |
tis yet another twilight evening, as all other twilight days. time passes and time goes on and yet everything stays the same. i post this not wondering where the day went, but how the time has passed so fast. see, even now--as yesterday, tis the same. i have not worked, i have not played, i have not seen the sun. so i call this let another twilight hour on the verge of a new twilight day. all's good here in the land of twilight, even if it seems to fade away. |
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[Feb. 16th, 2004|11:57 pm] |
akaretai Treni. i love you. |
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[Feb. 9th, 2004|08:49 pm] |
well, it would appear that im back again. but this insnt an actual part of my journal. rather, it is more of a side point, if such a thing is possible, for the seems to be no overarching theme whatsoever. everything is as it once was. here, we return to the past, and to the bygone days, is some glorious and dreadful melody of what was. from there, we relish in the small details of life, and some of us then look forward to what is now the present, distant as it was. for the rest of us, however, the past is enough, and there we stay in and of this hour. so be the sidepoint. |
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| hmm... |
[Feb. 1st, 2004|10:44 pm] |
so....this is a ...//journal//?? hmm....we arent to sure about that... but if we bother to take the time, this could be awefully interesting. hmm... well have to see how things play out. i mean, i think the idea of this thing it to actually write what goes on every day and wut i think and stuf...but WHO WOULD DO THAT?!? CERTAINLY NOT THE MILLIONS OF PPL WHO GOT ACCOUNTS HERE?!? we're paranoid enuf as it is...we dun need other ppl knoin whats goin on. . no... we dont... but well sill see. I mean, woosh! there's gotta be a use for a site like this. i could say: "Um...hello everyone. My name's Don Hughs, and today I ate cantalope for the first time. It..wasn't all that good, but ...." and so on, but 1)who would care? and 2)none of thats true neway, so that leaves me with the dillema of what //to// write. i could say "like, ok! you are NEVER going to believe what happened to me today!! It was just lkie! OK, so me and my buds and all were, like, you know, walking and junk whne it was suddenly like..." but, even tho hat may (questionably) be more intresting, its still wrong. Of course, from the time i found out about this site, i already kew basically what i would write, but see--u didnt even kno! and, (youll never belive this either) i just wrote stuff! XD and ciao! bai!
--tk |
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| † ђ € ﻚ ٭я٦d |
[Feb. 1st, 2004|10:32 pm] |
~~minna shiawase dato iina negau hodo~~ |
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