September 2008
7 posts
Club Rat
She was a little sloppy in her movements. Pounding through the water in the air, pressure on her body. She was exhausted. Her eyelids sagged until finally sealed shut. Her body begun to slightly sway and before stance could be gained she fell on the floor. She was a night owl, returning home at dawn to her cave. Blinds were drawn shut, light peering through as if it were trying to witness a magic...
Ears of the age
The ears parted and closed. Munching on the waves of energy passing through them, swallowing passages whole, nibbling at others, vomiting back some. The ears sifted through the sounds like a sea full of plankton, straining to make sure none had escaped attention. Passing sounds from one to another, between the two and shared by both. The ears grew subtly larger, waxing and waning with each...
Enjoy the music, feel the music, live the music. But do not construct the artists as Idols, for they have assholes, just like us.
How can one have true happiness without having true sadness to compare it to?
I've come to realise
How ridiculously weird i am.
On the bus a few weeks ago a fat, balding, old man was sitting in front of me (oddly enough he was too staring at someone, less inconspicuously i must add). Perhaps it was the strange way his head was pigmented or just a combination of all aspects- including my possible hyper mood, but i was utterly convinced that there was an alien hanging out in his head, taking up...
Radiohead means love
