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journal : goodbye, moon.I suppose we can all say "Goodbye, Moon" now that NASA's going to run into it with their 78 million dollar spacecraft. They're doing it to look for water, apparently. I know we don't have a lot of fresh water here, but we have ways of getting it without wrecking something that could help us pay back the deficit we're growing. Or, maybe we could plant gardens off the sides of highways like Ladybird Johnson did before she died. The money could go towards parks, after-school programs, food banks, the possibilities are endless. Maybe it is all in the name of science... but there's a time andjournal : goodbye, moon.
by ~troubleinharlem
journal : biblical relations.No, not really, if you actually know what relations (in the biblical sense) would happen to be. I just thought it would be fitting for what I was thinking about rightjournal : biblical relations.
now...
Is it wrong to turn down someone when I know that it wouldn't last?
True, I don't know whether it would have worked out for the best or not, but I have a very strong feeling that it wouldn't. Why? Well, there's the fact that I'm not particularly attracted to him (not to sound shallow, but there has to be some sort of attraction). Oh, and the fact that he's an atheist. That definitely
by ~troubleinharlem
poem : an elegy.You watch the other side of the sun, as it sets in the west Here I sit by my own, wondering where we'll be next When you're on the other side of the world, I'll have time to do naught While the night places it's cold, blue shadows I lose the freedom of thoughtpoem : an elegy.
We could do anything, we would never say no And what you confide in me, I shall confide in you
A storm is coming tonight, examine and profess The son of God shall once again come down to us in distress You shall stand naked by the truth and the anguish of the world He will try your strength, and he will your morale unfu
by ~troubleinharlem
prose : starlight in vegas.I flew home from Vegas one clear winter's night, watching the stars fall beside the plane at thirty thousand feet. Was God acknowledging that he heard my thoughts? After all, no one was looking out the window but I. At one point (whilst looking into the darkness) I asked something of Him: "Are you making this just for me?"prose : starlight in vegas.
Then the streaks fell, again, as I finished the question in my mind. God tends to show things to those to search... You could search with me.
by ~troubleinharlem
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He asked... I toldHe asked me why I love the night?He asked... I told
…so I told him
I love the way the night hides you With its darkness it covers your face The night takes away all the awkwardness, openness, and exposing light of the day Night is a soft embrace, it is strong arms that hold on when no one else is watching The night is my escape My freedom My hope At dusk , unknown courage seeps in, courage that was lost in the harsh reality of the dawn The fire that fills your veins returns to give those unrealized dreams a second shot The darkness is were fantasies come true, pricks become pr
by ~Janel1707
About A GirlI know a girl….About A Girl
Her smiles are infectious Her beauty is undefined Her eyes tell tales of sadness, with happiness on the side She is among the truest of artists that I have ever known,
Though her heart is filled with sadness, and uncertainty untold Her life is about the “good times”, they try and quell the bad Her heart shines through from the inside, a freedom I wish I had Her confidence is overwhelming, her naivety sometimes plain She's the kind of girl you wish you were, if only she would wish the same…
by ~Janel1707
Here, I Will WaitThe wind is a thing for which there are no words Invisible arms Untouchable strength The midnight wind has everything I lack Freedom Space StrengthHere, I Will Wait
Beauty Though alone she is forced to roam the world Never a warm bed to retire to
As if driven by demons , she hunts on, and on Never ceasing Always searching Little does she know, her dark companion waits for her Window open, I let the cool air draw me out A smell more fresh than any earthy smell draws me in Embracing the cold, the loneliness of a world where no one knows your name A world wher
by ~Janel1707
All My LoveI don’t know what to write And I don’t know what to sayAll My Love
All I want to tell you is that it’ll be ok
But
I know the world is harsh
And I know the world is cruel And I know in times of pain my words mean less than shit to you
But
You should know that I care You should know that I read You should know that your work is like fresh air to me
And
Though I’m far, though I’m near
I only know what you say What you say I take to heart you know , keep it with me
…All day
by ~Janel1707
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Devious Info
- Current Residence: virginia.
- Interests: music. psychology. cello. cinematography.
- Favourite band or musician: changes frequently.
- Favourite genre of music: alternative, indie, and classic rock.
- Favourite artist: changes frequently.
- Favourite poet or writer: changes frequently.
- MP3 player of choice: iPod.
- Favourite game: sims2.
- Favourite gaming platform: wii. laptop. xbox
- Favourite cartoon character: barnacle boy. mermaid man.
- Personal Quote: why do hearts need stars? stars fall for wishes - Hearts fall in love; every heart's wish.
- Tools of the Trade: imagination.
- Website: http://majorfauxpas.livejournal.com/
- Email: troubleinharlem@gmail.com
- MSN: ask me.
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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Respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. -Frank Herbert
Check out my comic, Romance of the Five Tribes [link] A Comic Fury site. [link]
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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Respect for the truth comes close to being the basis for all morality. -Frank Herbert
Check out my comic, Romance of the Five Tribes [link] A Comic Fury site. [link]
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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I wish I was your coronary artery, so that I could be wrapped around your heart.
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