Category: Misc
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Legacy
Had a chat with my ‘rents earlier about legacy. they have never asked me about ‘settling down and having kids’. Mom hasn’t asked me about a grandchild or done what many moms frequently do with (not so) subtle pressure to have spawn. Got me to thinking that i am not carrying my mother’s maiden namesake,…
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So I rant…
[Originally posted elsewhere.] Sitting among people makes me think, and it’s usually negative and cynical. Sometimes I get the feeling to rant about it, share my feelings, even if it is only with some_obscure_file.txt that will never be seen by the light of day. Then I get to thinking about 15 years ago when I…
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Box of Shit: The Revenge
At some point around 2008 I put together a box with a bunch of random shit laying around. Nothing of value, all stuff you question why you even kept it in the first place basically. Off it went to an unsuspecting victim/friend. From there, the box-of-shit was born. Since then, I have sent out hundreds…
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Finding New Music
I’m always looking for new music. I currently have almost two gigs of music to listen to and filter through before potentially adding it to my playlist. on average, for every 30 songs I listen to only one makes it to my “probably good” folder. Weeks or months later I make a pass through that…
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Poetry #51: reason
[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #51. The publish date is approximate.] comfort leads to the path of love some sort of mirror reflecting essence illogical thought forming a bond we brand it with an ‘L’ word and don’t care beyond simple satisfaction and shreds of happiness pursuit of a better mental state…
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Poetry #50: enjoy
[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #50. The publish date is approximate. It was originally written August 17, 1999.] longing, wishing, wrenching, cutting my guts out. to find the culmination of happiness a world of time spent pursuing dreams, beauty, love, art or anything else the eternal happy ending with tearful music playing…
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Poetry #49: nowhere to go
[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #49. The publish date is approximate. It was originally written August 15, 1999.] dark shadow of my pen, in wavering candle light lead me to a promised land, where words meet wit where unabashed i may say as i feel, write as i want a place where…
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Poetry: Resting, a shade of sleep

Resting, a shade of sleepThinking of the fundamentalBeat of my soulMusic playing an audibleMirror to what i feelLack of respect in a flagrantAnd broken thoughtMore time to watch the ceilingFan spin round, againHead splitting, stomach churningJaw aching, simple frustrationTo those would try to fixMy problems… give upFor i too was a fixer so long ago
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Poetry #48: setback
[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #48. The publish date is approximate.] i feel this hurt alone gentle charisma lost on yesterday sentinel of truth spat on and kicked belief in purity stumbles on a bit of trouble gained from each triumph
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Poetry #46: still frame life
[This was originally published in F.U.C.K. poetry Issue #46. The publish date is approximate.] lively animation of still frame life unfocused anticipation, for the personification of the culmination of times past face the hardship as a soldier facing his shadow knowing it is only the harbinger of ill times