My Lover, My Friend.
Hear me,
See me,
Taste me,
Touch me,
My skin and your skin,
Sensations and vibrations of the pacinian corpuscles
My hair is tousled
My eyes are deep,
And my thought is in connection with your own.
Hold me and promise me that you’ll never stop.
For you see, that I see,
That you are what I am,
That is a lover,
That is a friend
To each other,
My lover.
My Friend.
We are a Stand Alone Complex on a Massive Scale
(So....we did a freewrite and I liked the poem, it has no real meaning...I was just stringing words...and half memories)
Trapped in my prison.
This concrete jungle devoid of innocence.
Upton Sinclair would be proud at this point.
My stale coffee,
My chipped nail polish and,
My dirty t-shirt
These are all becoming my recognizable features
as one in the new version of a young age.
Coporate America!
Stop the press!
Hold the news!
Love is in the air, we met.
Frat house.
Alcohol.
And the topic of the right and prime conversation.
Star Wars.
The sweet scent of him.
The taste of his lips.
I am tumbling into a deep abyss
My insomniatic babble,
overturning thoughts in rapid succession,
stunning succession,
Can't you see?
Are you blind man?
Or are you just not trying man?
For we are the twenty-somethings.
Taking the imagery and syntax of the world by storm
Leaders of the uprising.
New Era Hippies
Peace! Peace!
Is my ballad!
Peace! Peace!
Is my Warcry!
I'll sing to you -
lovely symbol of my innocence lost
I'll cry for you-
my hearts contentment
I'll die for you-
a message for all to open
I am a letter.
I am a symbol.
I am that which resides in oblivion.
See me,
Taste me,
Whisper to me,
I love you.
"Destroy all that which is evil...so that which is good may flourish..." ~The Boondock Saints~
I have a new obession.It is a film more so known about the college environment, and lesser so in the world of high school (which more or less circulates around the enigma that is the current screen of popcorn and stadium seating, manipulated by Will Ferrel.) Not that I don't find him funny, to say the least. The film in itself, is, with all due respect, a prodigy...I have never seen anything like it. Vigilantism called forth by God?And a Prayer to murder people to?The Prayer had become well known in many Indie Film Circles.and the Ballad of these two Irish Brothers in Boston has been in my DVD player for the past five days now. The Boondock Saints.I know that many of you have heard of it, many of you have seen it, and even among those, many of you share a keen side to favour many of the values therein the script. and to that, and to Troy Duffy, I ask the question. "Why not?"Why not take the law into our own hands and rid the streets of most al forms of filth. Use of Power without Authority. There are decent arguements for pro and con alike as to why this decision would be wise. or unwise. Chaos would start to rule to streets, law of man and state of nature would overrun society, and man is no subject to pass judgement upon itself, but, then again, what is a man that would kill a fellow human being?Is that not passing judgement in itself. "He who sheds the blood of man, by man may his blood be shed."What else do you want from me?Perhaps this is taken to a level that some, probably most of you who I deem to be my friends, is unhealthy. Would it not be a comfortably satisfying notion to be able to sleep at night know that you have taken, by your own power and right, a rapist off the streets, a killer out the shadows?Granted, the biggest notion around my hometown, would be those who are drug dealers, somewhat, lesser forms of filth. They do not deserve a fate such as that which the scum of the Earth does,Yet, I am not one authorized to pass that sort of judgement. despite how much I would like to.And to have a religous cause behind it?What the hell do you believe Al-Queda is?This, "War on Terrorism" started out with a gihadic sense of righteousness.It gives you confidence. It gives you power. It gives you the inner strength that one would need to be able to cross the ultimate boundary for their cause.To be called forth by God, to relieve the world of those without principles that most men of most faiths can understand and live by.And what a classy weapon to choose?!Dual Elites with silencers?it makes me want to drool. Those guns are insane, fantastically insane.and I love them. I want them.This film. Is the epitome of a generation. Why do we allow the fear of the underground to rule our society.Vigilantism.Called forth by God."And Shepards we shall be, for Thee, my Lord, for Theepower hath descended forth from Thy hand, that our feet may swiftly carry out Thy command, and we shall flow a river forth to Thee, and teeming with souls shall it ever me,In Nomine Patris, Et Fili, Spiritu Sancte."
