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470 days ago
Now theres a fine lady upon a white horse how did she turn tail, and take her life down that course She had a life full with love and laughter Till along came that spider which sat down beside her Humpty dumpty don't swing on that wall Oh Humpty Dumpty I knew you would fall With rusted bells and fallen rings they cant help,those horsemen of kings And what of your garden of silverbells cockleshells and violets all in a row starving and wilted, barren of colour now nothing at all will grow Those 3 bags of wool didnt last very long... now what can you do to keep yourself warm Your old mother hupboard with nil in your cupboard shivering and sick you best get up quick and go fetch that juicy bone Here we go round the mullberry bush , is there no one in town with smack around? a tissue a tissue gain you've fallen down How to build you up again, up again up again how to build you up again my fair lady with needles and tracks needles and tracks but ...
599 days ago
Thou dost feel great love for thee O how dear fortuna mocks me Thy sweet prince is not mine Tis with ache I'm not his entwined Methinks at night of his caresses Ohow precious, his sweet kisses Forsee I through delphinius eye The future holds only sad goodbyes but thou doth want an everlasting time O dost thee hath feelings akin to mine Tis my heart I hath bared for him to take O foolish is love for I know it shall break Lust watched dost not lead to sorrow and twas lust alone I was to hath Curse the menacing cupids arrow whos luck and blow sent it on this path.
599 days ago
Febuary 16 Watery eyes, rhinorrhea, inflamed pharynx, sneezing and an intermittent cough. I do believe I am suffering the wonderful effects of a normal everyday upper respiratory tract infection. It has been just on a year now that I have not suffered from the common cold. The symptoms however, all too familiar! I remember so vividly one morning last year when I woke up with the same complaints as I have today and in my semi conscience state I thought I had a cold.... for that short moment in the realm of unconsciousness I was a free person until I woke more and realized the cruel reality of my addiction. I had almost forgotten the freedom of being normal and having "just a cold". I wondered If I would ever have that luxury in living again. It has taken 53 days for my body to recover enough that it can now get sick. I know to most people having a cold is a compliant and something to be avoided. But for me today as odd as it may be it signifies a freedom I ...
649 days ago
After 10 years +10 and 10 again I am still at a loss as to why it is the people I want in my life are so far away and yet the ones I could do without keep chasing me. I have finally resolved myself to the fact that love is the worst of all the human emotions. It leads you blind into the realms of delusion where you live out each day as though you have no care in the world and everything is beautiful and happiness is the stem of all your endeavors. Then slowly reality creeps in and as much as one may try to hold on to the cliff face eventually the pains of holding on seem more painful then the prospect of letting go.. Then you fall down the rock face being battered and bruised with every slip to eventuate as a mangled and tortured pathetic heap of misery. Left to gaze up at those fortunate enough to have built there castles from up where you just fell. It is at this point one is able to see the bareness of there own reflection stripped of the flatteries which once clothed it in a ...
677 days ago
gentleness like a rippling shoreline, licking at your feet and lapping at your ankles.. my soothing calm waters tantilising and temptuous inviting you further in. Now I have your cradled your naked body , the lulling rocking of my my waves has you surrender yourself to me. You feel safe in my mesmorising cool waters. Your supplication excites me and my waves split white around you. the concern on your face only ignites more force and beforelong I can't help but throw you against the rocks. Your flesh begs for the slapping and thrashing of my waves which smash aginst you, pinning your now red raw flesh against the rocks holding you as a captive to my whims. I play and tease and toy with your mind whilst your body suffers with the non relenting and merciless pounding of my excitment. Until I tire or your look begins to bore me. At which point like all pathetic and worthless debris I dump you at the shoreline from which you came and then receed back to myself lapping and ...
