http://cursesandwishes.com/blog You're damned if you do, you're damned if you don't. Sat, 03 Oct 2009 06:50:33 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en What is all this? Interesting conclusion, thank you for letting me know listen up I can't.. that feeling grabs me.. Please let me go.. sorry. PLEASE. http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=39 don't be so mean.. this is not how I feel.. not the way that it really should be, this night I'm not myself, I'm someone else there's nothing right, it's beyond me my flesh is gone somehow I'm wait.. what? That scent is remarkable and unforgettable.. The moon shines and guides me, yes, very narrow path, much ache, much toil, ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=36 The way your light reflects the grace is like braille the way a hand can feel your face and it's so dark, but I don't know that so it doesn't really matter to me, anymore.. But I did feel it, that strange passing of what I could not grasp. Fine.. so be it. Blood can evoke so ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=29 Hello again.. from far away somewhere in the dark, those lucid, lavish moments between sleep and dream, between feeding and eating, between flesh and bone, all those tiny moments, varicose like veins running up a leg, or crumbling a brick wall like ivy, over grown a thousand years. White like ivory, or the whites of eyes of soldiers, ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=25 All I got is my family, my clique and my forefathers and I only love blood, as it's thicker than water well, I'm the soul that god's carried in for knowing that I got wondering depths, because without zero no other numbers exist. I'm coming from the abyss the deepest part of the flow, go ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=17 Besides my good looks and charm, my dependence upon worldly possessions, my desires of the flesh and the horror that one day I'll die, lies a cranny carved in some ediface of rock, undisturbed for what seems like a blink in the eye of an otherwise indifferent universe. The nook ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=13 Hearts battered and hearts bend and where's my soul? Is it in my head? That whole-life illusion, the sun like so many chests, and deep breaths observed by loved ones as you sleep late at night -- raising and falling, and that moon, and the stars, nature, god, women and wine, that illusion -- that dream precipitates, forms a thick layer ... http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=8 Well, I got a splash page up at least, thanks to my friend Jake. You can find his site at www.jakemakes.com http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=4 Hopefully I'll update this. http://cursesandwishes.com/blog/?p=3