The Tailored Gifts

my thoughts on today...

Japenese Hiaku
"The cry of the grasshoppers
does not show  how soon they are to die"

a student at the Zen buddhist temple wrote this i wanted to share it....

Where Art Thou!?

Lonely and Depressed the tide has set forth into yet another autumn in new England, confused and disoriented, i wasn't sure where to turn, turn into yet another brook of blood, turn into yet another dead end road leading only to my disbelief. where do i belong thinking out loud so everyone in the neighborhood can see my thought cloud appear above me. Hoping and wishing for salvation from someone else's touch someones else's inflicted orgasm of sanity. O sing out into the clouds mirroring the blue twilight through out my eyes.  and here it comes the first solitude break of the season. my solitude that only a man can describe... all of the kings sluts slowly making fame through the pain that king has invoked upon his sluts (male and female)... it hurts know the king has me on strings as if a puppet would cry as he dances for his freedom, but the king has become roused by this incoherent action.  where art thou .....?

High Definition My ASS

the reality of existing seems so apparent but when this becomes a tragedy with in the finger tips of the blueprint i seem to be left with only disbelief


Kyle D Sullivan

Mail ordered Male!

i just ordered a friend, from STAPLES.com, that i get to hang out with, and become best friends for ever .... his name you ask... well.... his name is ENVY and he is a hp ROBOT(printer)... :(  he is the only one that can handle my love... thy romeo where art' thou? my romeo is arriving by mail tuesday. now if only we could reproduce... :( destine for an eternity of painful feelings ... thy fingers are torn... thy sky is torn...

words can not describe serenity

well its a complicated adjustment from the last piece of the pie, but here i stand with out a purpose with out a dialogue, a complicated mess of distrust flowing through our hands ... now is the time to act but yet there is no act , no serenity

Can't Hold on; To this error!

So here it is, this feeling of doom, washing over me, from the tide of the full moon.
My feelings, My instincts, say something else, but they are forced to collide with my eyes.
What I see is not what you feel but what I feel is not what you see.
This doesn't make any sense; but I am desperate to make a connection.
This has gone on, beyond my perspective.😉
 a perspective is what I seem to struggle the most with, but here it is, my error! My error!👀 My error! Now the tears start to formulate a hypothesis of my reoccurring error.  what now, what🐪 NOW!🗿 I am screaming now from inside! error error error! but nothing happens ... 
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left there

as if the dead bird had no idea that it was dead, was it dead but was such a freakish event, i think its a pickle................................

Friendship, A troubled Relationship...

Friends Forever, yet how much abuse can I take from this Friendship...

Till Death do us Part? The Invasion?

here is the night-
tongues speaking in shadows, contemplating my disposal-
the invasion has started  a while back-
leaving us vulnerable, helpless, and utterly sorry-
pain starts to sound good at this point-
a tear sheds faith but yet has no spawning-
the invasion has started a while back-

the invasion has started a while back-

almost 5 arabic languages smeared across this chalk board
where has time gone? I think, loud this time.
almost to loud for a modern humans ear
the sounds are colliding inside and out.
but why has this become such an issue for
for the citizen
for the domestic person
for the child?

The Tide at its Best

The Tide at its best...

and so here i sit, with out access to my soul.
with the the touch of life running through my veins.
with out the comfort of skin placing me inside.

And so i sit, desperately waiting for some resolution
waiting for this doorbell to wake me up
waiting like a cow in a slaughter house

And so i sit, mutation free?

mutation free... I scream from the heavens

how?
when?
where?
what?

The Truth about US

what we are reading ... how fun right :( not!

THE UGLY DUCKLING

I couldn't sleep again past 4 a.m.

I purchased an awesome pair of headphones - best thing I purchased yet...

I QUOTED DA' VINCI THIS MORNING

instead of using Facebook as my blog, I think I am going to switch to (blogger)
so-far-so-good

I am headed to Rhode Island this weekend this should be interesting... contemplating if i can leave my computer behind... thank god i have pad to use.... i am going to bring my digital camera... take lots of photos so i can treasure my memories

"o how; time has changed ; through this destructive perspective "

this picture is a friend on the phone... phone technology has evolved but not for this girl...