>eyeofthestorm

October 27, 2010 at 17:32 (Uncategorized) ()

>the eye of the storm is quietly surreal and delicately depressed, void of dilution and dogma that is the noise of the times. it is only on the rarest of occasions, as all the pieces of the puzzle align in fortunate circumstance that a glimpse of peace surrounds and wraps like a security blanket around the embattled beings of this planet.

eyeofthestorm.

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>tahardjaout

October 26, 2010 at 18:41 (Uncategorized) ()

>tahar djaout.

assassinated for knowledge. assassinated for belief. wrong wrong fuckin’ wrong.

tahar djaout.

read the book “the last summer of reason.”

tahar djaout.

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>thevoodoo

October 23, 2010 at 14:38 (Uncategorized) ()

>thevoodoo exists in the cracks and phishers where the unsuspecting victims fail to negotiate with the proper formal line of questioning.

thevoodoo.

thevoodoo permeates the psyche and permits the actions and dogma of a few to affect the overall well-being of the greater mass hysteria.

thevoodoo.

thevoodoo supplies no answers that smooth over the rugged terrain whether of the individual neurosis or the fatally flawed human condition struggling within the finite limitations of time and space yet wanting to define the infinite conclusion/illusion.

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>vagabond

October 13, 2010 at 18:16 (Uncategorized) ()

>“u got to go there to know there.”

vagabond.

a harsh reality paints the distant horizon of broken dreams in the true colors of failure. the vagabond walks the thin line of survival which only allows for the most minimum of needs to be met but never exceeded in this the final dance. day after excruciating day the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard ring aloud where once there was music as time erodes body and spirit in this soul’s quest of knowledge.

vagabond.

outside on the periphery everything is broken, outside on the periphery everyone is broken. within and without the vagabond’s eternal exploration of the infinite questions of universal concern lead to everywhere and nowhere that can be elaborated upon in this 3 dimensional prison cell. time is the enemy of many a vagabond in the failed trappings of human existence.

vagabond.

“u got to go there to know there.”

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