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| nothings changed the senates still corrupt & the emporer remains insane, and every day, is a new strain of slaughter, supply lines are less protected, evil on all sides, eye can smell the death on your flesh--creeping in, trapped within the twisting fingers of fear, and all eye see is ewe, that face, those eyes, burning like leprosy, eye can see u there poisoning the air, prostituing Nationalism, and eye want to attack, to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back, and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory...and hate guides our way, eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back, for the acceptance of death and blind cave war, the giving sleep of depression, the sweet elucidation of savage meaningless agression, chiseled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples, in the harem tents--outside, just beyond the edges--eye ride, a cycoptic mare in the fires of imagination. feeding my disease, a river of plagues, eye need something to remind me I'm still sinning that pain is important, that wurdz matter, that healing is possible, that eye am not alone ...in this --guard the houses--triple the watch,--Maidens, dig up your sorcery --sirens, sharpen your rocks..ewe will eat my pain again. whatever you need unite messiah ME --Wurdz by Otep Shamaya |
| Emo vs. Barbie girl = Emo Barbie June 29, 2002 11:16 p.m. Related Reading Okay, so I was out at ceramics tonight (big surprise there) and I was talking to one of the grads that I hadn't really spoken with much before tonight. He told me that before starting grad school he was teaching Jr. high, and this was around the time American Beauty came out,...so he was absolutely disgusted by the idea of an adult lusting after a 'child'. ...then somehow he made the leap to saying how this one time one of this 8th grade students told him he had a very active sex life, he had had sex with 12 people. ...this of disturbed me like First he asked if I thought I scared them away. (I took this to mean that yes I must in fact be intimidating, though I didn't say that.) Then he started asking about how I dress, and if I thought that had anything to do with it. Now according to an entry by Coffeeadikt which he seems to have deleted,....I was educated in the definition of Emo...and apparently, that's what I am. One of the qualifications is that emo's shop at goodwill in the childrens section for t-shirts that are too small for them. ~raises hand~ guilty. ..I mean, right now I'm wearing some wooden Steve Madden leather sandels...my gray gap cargo pants that are all worn out, but still wonderful, a bright yellow shirt from my first girlscout camp experience (it's a bit tight) and my leather wrist kuff. Now then, I like how I look, I think I look good, and people (for example the couple I hung out with last night) have told me, the chickwhoputsherboodsonbri'shead mentioned to me a while back that she told her man that she saw me and he asked what I was wearing,....she told me that whenever she sees me I'm wearing something distently Raven. And This guy was telling me that the reason I'm single is because of how I dress. ...he then proceeded that he likes the Ken and Barbie...Gap style. So I'm sorta mental freaking out, worring about this too much.... and then I put 2 and 2 together,.. He was telling me that if I were to act less independant and dress like a barbie girl, maybe I wouldn't be single. Well, Fuck That! I wouldn't want a guy who wants a chick who dresses like a sheep and can't think for herself. I'd rather be me and single than that. |
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