

In My Journal TooI just don't know where to put this stuff so here it is... here of all places.In My Journal Too
Where do I fit into this labyrinth of disguises? Who's for real and who's surreal? I guess we're all a little surreal in this illusion of inclusion. Some days I just find myself searching for access to the great unknown but I always manage to find my way back to this somewhat known place.
After listening to deep alpha waves of music, I'm transported into the electroencephalograhosphere. I go to destinations yet to be discovered. On our own electric vibrating string we are trying to shoot ourselves to the mothe


dadaismistBursting through with anti-rhythm and anti-rhyme This is my own dadaismist non-movement moment I've since began eating through my hollow center Trying to get a taste of this candied outer edge But all I keep finding is fragments of a stale life All they appear to see is a soft-candied outer edge But this is my ego taking on any given some day Tomorrow will be a different day that may not be ego infused The binary numbers are shifting their way to the polar ends Splitting heirs into two different tax brackets and illusions Away they go these words have went To a place and from adadaismist


HEART reviewJuly 22, 2008HEART review
"The Embodiment of Dreamboat Annie"
"Wild Child" started the show and something inside me said that this was going to be an amazing trip. Since this was my first time seeing HEART live I had really no conception of what to expect. I was sitting towards the back of the venue but they instantly made me feel as if I was right there on stage with them. The notes soared out of Ann's voice, Nancy's guitar and the rest of the band's instruments; and each note that they played seemed to be given to us as this most beautiful gift. These notes were perfectly woven toget
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"That's a good question,
Why am I standing out here alone,
I guess I don't know enough to come in from the rain,
I was watching your window
From here below,
I think I just might stay here all day,
Cause I gotta do something"
-Watching You by Melissa Etheridge
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Come on let's touch in that kind of I'm Christ and you're a leper kind of way. ~Noel Fielding
I find your beautiful eyes see right through me, so show me what you want me to be. ~Kevin Max
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"...and with the truth in mind, let me write lies."
- Neil Gaiman
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From the Eternal Wound...
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