A grid of possibilities.

No sightings... full moon tomorrow.

No talk of vision.

Building a room, a white box.

Close friend visiting unexpectedly, very neat.

A different kind of happy is a want, not a need.

Realization of accuracy on unseeing mind.

Pointlessly plugged in for no need?

Dusky sunset. Disappointed. Saddened by absence.

Endless list of questions. Finite list of wonder.

Diseases and Cookbooks sharing. The Ultimate Guide to Cunnilingus in Psychology.

"It seems what's left of my human side is slowly changing in me. Looking at my own reflection, when suddenly it changes, violently it changes. There is no turning back now that you've woken up the demon in me."

Blink. Gone in a flash. The book on the shelf. Myself.


okay...

this has gone on long enough. what the fuck are you talking about?


Silly Justin, tricks are for ho's.

Just abstracting everything down to a simpler level. That way, it's still fully meaningful to me, but it's not specific to me, and unless I talk to people elsewhere about the specific details, it's more like abstract poetry I think. :P It gives insight to what's on my mind on a basic level without delving into the boring details.

Also, a lot of ideas or events happened elsewhere and were written down in my paper journal. These posts are just the crossover of the basics from there to here without retyping all 30+ pages word for word which would be a pain in the ass.

I'm just kind of going with it for now.


hmm...well. ill give you the explanation. but the execution is freaking me out.

don't be so nutty you nut! :-p


Hum.. my nads are itchy and btw Medlir please stop looking at my arse :(.


You should name one itchy and the other scratchy and get them tattooed. But I like admiring my playtoys. :|





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