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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