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

Seizure
June 28, 2007 9:10 p.m.


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I suppose I should get around to writing this.

I know I promised to write more frequently, but I sort of had the wind knocked out of me.

About a week ago I made plans to hang out with my mom one evening.

First we had a spot of dinner, and then we made a quick trip to target, and then to TJ Maxx.

Afterward, about 9pm, I remembered that I needed to refill my bithcontrol so we made a trip to CVS. I twas a very basic ordinary night. really nothing was unusual or out of the ordinary.

But at someone I decided to stop wondering around the store and have a seat and wait for them to call my name.

As I sat down I noticed the world sort of wobble and shift a little bit. And actually earlier in the evening I had experienced that same sensation. It was a little weird, but it passed. and I assumed that it would pass again.

Then next thing I knew I woke in a hospital room with people hovering over me, pulling off my clothes and poking me with needles.

I felt horriblely sick to my stomach and ended up getting physically ill as they had injected me with something.

I had a few people hovering over me and someone told me that I had gone into a seizure.

and from what I have deduced it must have been a pretty long one. Seems my mom picked up my perscription, and then she called and picked up my dad and drove with him to the hospital, as they were both in the room when I came to.

They gave me a cat scan and a chest scan, and took a fair amount a blood and ran that. all they could find from my blood work as I was a little low and calcium and I was a little dehydrated. Aside from that they could find nothing.

I am supposed to go see a neulogist the day after my birthday.

Happy birthday to me.

(And I'm really not as down as it might seem, I just sort of had a shitty day today and I'm watching a depressing, and disapointing Sean Penn film)

Anyway, so that's what's been going on with me, and why I've been a little preoccupied.


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