October 22, 2009
October 16, 2009
“ The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.
Carl Sagan
October 13, 2009
October 9, 2009
October 8, 2009
October 6, 2009
“
In celebration of silence, a perspired treasures worked for by others. I’m ungrateful in a ways — I’m more interested in the weather.
I’m thinking of a place that doesn’t exist, a crop formation in my head planted by the dead missing their lonely children while watching me purposefully overdose on Class C narcotics. I don’t deserve it. I carelessly pant on the oxygen they cherish just the way our breath seeks life. They watch me fucking and forgetting. Speeding by the exits, I saw beauty in not ever looking back.
Wasted choices scream their voices. I’m alive and among the dead gathered around my head expecting me to open my arms to a deity among my astral plane. They follow me in my trails waiting for me to find a meaning I’ve yearned for. They know and I know that the place I’m looking for, the open fields, the warm sensations, the real.
We are all on the wrong side of the wall. I wish you could hug your children and complete your lives while i watch alone as everything.
Benn Jordan
October 2, 2009
