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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 |
![]() Hosting a guest!May 13, 2004 11:05 a.m. Related Reading So the other day I had a few errands to run...I was going to the mall to look for a capable looking ensemble and before I left I received a call from Marty telling me that there was a group at applebees and while I was at the mall I should stop by. I said I would and left my place. When I got to my car I remembered I had forgotten to grab the Netflix movie I was taking to the post office. ..so I had to go back in and get it. As I was walking in the door I heard the phone ringing...I answered it on maybe the third ring. I thought it was marty calling me back...just the kind of thing he would do. But NO! It was Mr. Justin Winokur calling to see if we still had a place for him to stay! Wow! how exciting! And to think I almost missed the call! He was alot easier to talk to than I expected. I guess I just have this opinion that he's so smart and cool that there's no way he care to hear anything I have to stay...but we chit chated for a bit...and he'll be here in about a week! Becky and I are so excited! We keep randomly shouting out, "we're going to have a guest!!!". This is actually interesting timing because about week ago I made it my own personal mission to do something every day to make the place look cool/funky/eccentric/and lived in. Now..some days I don't do anything, But this is okay because others we might hang 2-4 things. but...our living room is looking fantastic! I hung this giant painting over our fireplace which shows how big that space is because....that painting almost looks small! and it's almost a 5 ft. square! We acciently forgot to center it....so it was slightly off ...so we hung these masks of Becky's down the side...2 porceline ones and a wooden one. It's so creapy because the painting is a very demented, abstracted/exaggerated portait with funky colors. Also on another part of that wall I hung another really big drawing of mine...and we have this funky green shadeless/not working lamp which has a porceline mask on it. Not creapy at all. But the point is, We Love that wall! We stare at it all the time. We are getting excited about the way the place looks,...agreeing that it is starting to resemble us and appear suitably eccentric. ...And we well be hosting a guest in a week! Perfect timing. So excitied! |
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