Felt like writing something
Journal Entry: Tue Apr 22, 2008, 4:19 PM
- Mood:
Happy Tears - Listening to: My heart. It missed another beat.
- Reading: The obituary of mankind.
- Watching: The world burn.
- Playing: with my mind.
- Eating: Nothing. Not on diet, just don't want to eat.
- Drinking: Whiskey + Apple soda.
- It's a long road back home- he said.
- I'm used to be on the road- she said.
- Just watch out for your own footprints, they mark the paths you've already walked. Remember to look at them, caress them, embrace them... but walk them again only if you must.
- I will. This was foretold.
Amazing deers swinging gracefully in the skies. My madonna. Nervewrecking idols of pompeyic beauty. Ashamed. Again.
Back and forth the fourth fork strickes my penduluum. No more. Again.
Sweet lord. Defying Godesses of nature back to life.
We shall never meet. Again.
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Thanks for taking the time to read this. This is supposed to be one compemented train of thought. My source of inspiration on this kind of writing is dada/surreal techniques.
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