urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft littleleft littleleft 2008-02-10T06:05:55Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:2109 2008-02-10T06:05:55Z 2008-02-10T06:05:55Z &nbsp;blah&nbsp;<br />im an arrogant pus bag dying the same rate as everyone besides.&nbsp;<br /><br />im happy though in my minimalism, and im successfully maximal in my discretion, i decided a long ago that&nbsp;i was born to confuse you.<br /><br />in other news. i make a ton of money now and am always in search of LSD, have a new spawnling on the way and quite happily insane today.&nbsp;<br /><br />been a while for methamphetamine as discussed with grahame today, perhaps im driven to survive at times for it i could assume it's a dream or deluded, but perhaps many fawn at the ugliness they presume when i find calm. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:1840 2007-09-09T06:11:11Z 2007-09-09T06:11:11Z that&nbsp; which consumes me consumes me until i can not breathe but blood.<br />ive seen it. i've watched it kill.<br />now it kills me. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:1737 2007-09-09T06:06:20Z 2007-09-09T06:06:20Z who&nbsp;knows the answers who asked the question<br />what is there left to say have you told the ones you love that it is so?<br />are you absurd are you confused is the question&nbsp;a life answers?<br />is this a life that questions the unanswered are you timid are you brash?<br />are you&nbsp;devoured are&nbsp;you consumed is there that much left that you value i?t<br />arrogantly do you think you shape all things because all things shape you?<br />where&nbsp;will you go....when knowone wants to hear you&nbsp;cry?<br />when noone wants&nbsp;to&nbsp;see you die?<br />because you were&nbsp;so fucking indestructible.<br /><br />where were you when i believed where were you when i believed?<br />who were you before i died did you live did you cry are you&nbsp;sure are you are anything do you know i could&nbsp;believe faith questions less do you know im scared insighed is this the facet things amany shaped this thing arguments erased.<br /><br />is this you or me that dies inside?<br /><br />&nbsp; urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:1443 2007-09-09T05:24:06Z 2007-09-09T05:24:06Z <blockquote style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 15px; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: #000040 2px solid; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px">even seas the kettle boiling black derision seems another day fallen in between that a day works us a life i contused feeling collapsing the world a million dreams felt distant of all the dreams the perversion steams a new boiling mixture obtuse deserved streams of logic convoluted obssessed conspiracy received another lie redesigned confined lie fixture undefined reality fix it for me i thought it otherwise decried vision vanquished sequence defining everlasting obsequessence refined described ever lasting ever painting shame i fall before ever day today the next rise another.<br /><br />hey reddelicious. im so sorry. here. you can read this.</blockquote> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:1231 2007-09-09T05:17:17Z 2007-09-09T05:17:17Z <p>fixture the peace facet barrage the reason puppetry who controls the things<br />who's pulling the fucking strings?<br />if&nbsp; you thought you&nbsp; controlled it all along.&nbsp;<br />who told you so?<br /><br /><br />it doesnt matter who the fuck you are<br />it is all about who the fuck you owe.&nbsp;<br /><br />what do you define? is it enough to fucking define you?<br /><br />if you have to ask the questions what do you fear, enough to talk to yourself?<br />are you afraid. are you afraid of me? or were you afraid of the me you feared in yourself. i could give a fuck less.&nbsp;<br />when you're empty you are full of nothing.&nbsp;<br />i am the god. of null. i am deus null, deus sacrisage. deus null. the god of fucking nothing.<br />i look to tomorrow. see yesterday. and i fucking break it. i bend it to my will.<br /><br /><br /></p> urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:965 2007-09-09T05:10:52Z 2007-09-09T05:10:52Z son. did i stand upon the shore and watch you drown.&nbsp;<br /><br />son.&nbsp;<br /><br />i did.&nbsp;<br />&nbsp; urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littleleft:718 2007-09-09T05:06:24Z 2007-09-09T05:06:24Z how old was your father when he was first found with that which killed him because of me.&nbsp;<br />that cancer.&nbsp;<br /><br />the oncologoical emotional destruction of reason in your life.<br /><br />how old was he?<br />how old was he when he died?<br /><br />i dont have much longer.&nbsp;<br /><br />do the math for me abstract the subtraction before i die.&nbsp;<br />compute the polluted hope that is left. the time we accrue is our blame for which to that we've belonged.