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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 |
| I'm on someone's shit list. September 10, 2002 5:13 p.m. Related Reading The question on your mind might be, "Has the little Raven's luck gotten any better?". Well, I hate to say it, but the answer to that would be a huge resounding, NO. I just would like a day where nothing goes wrong. Sunday, almost killed myself in a bike accident. Monday, lose my wallet (but located it after searching for 2 hours all over campus, at the very place I noticed it missing. Also had a strange snake-like-worm-type-thing in my shower that B had to come kill for me because I have a pathetic girl who is frightened of bugs. It is a hysterical story, maybe I'll share it sometime. Today (Tuesday) I woke up this morning and was leaving B's place (I stayed over again so I could use his shower NOTE* Read previous comment about shower*. When I left this morning around 7:30 for my 8am class, I discovered that my car had been broken into and my stereo stolen, along with my Cd case. ....I am of the opinion that those individuals who steal cds are the absolutely lowest for of scum on this Earth. I mean, what are you going to do? Give my cds to your friends? pawn them for 2 bucks each? I guess it adds up but come on they are far more valuable to me then to anyone else. I mean, who else would have NIN and Squrriel Nut Zippers in the same collection? And this is the second time in 2 years that I have had my collection stolen. I had just gotten it back up to par ...and bam. Bastard. And the person tore my dashboard all to hell to get the damn thing out, and ransacked all the compartments they could. I feel so violated by the whole thing. It seems like such a violent action. anyway, I need to go. I have to meet B to run errands. hopefully I'll feel better soon. |
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