Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 23, 2009
*I jerk off inside books and give life to words
Leaving concepts stuck together you probably never heard (what?)
I love when people think I'm psychologically disturbed
Cause it means I overloaded their neurological nerves
*Hold the person that you love closely if they're next to you
The one you love, not the person that'll simply have sex with you
Appreciate them to the fullest extent, and then beyond
'Cause you never really know what you got, until it's gone
His name is Immortal Technique how come nobody told me sooner??
Monday, July 20, 2009
This week was the 40 year anniversary of Apollo 11 reaching and having Man on The Moon. Beautiful, although some people think its a hoax and that it never happened...I don't know...I believe it did, and I am amazed at the pictures, still. Having seen them millions of times, does not lesson their magnitude.