Fingertips by the Justin

Amazing Hamster

the pupils

drowning out/thinkabout

wonderful/burial
into space
starfield
genesis of geniuses

if you, would you, could you, will you,
try to terraform me?
can i, can't i, won't i, don't i

will i try to let them?

growing in/leviathan
scouring/rocky folds
into the sea
deeplike/my pupils
my head
dipped into the ink
my eyes become the pages

my tongue
licks the thumb
that turns them

changing the words
folding the corners
to remember
to remember/and remember
forever

w

photo/random/google

perhaps today

treat yourself

welcome back

no-one happier

off the map

an impossible angle

into the last second

back to the middle

shaking

long goes the wire

halfway into the sand
lingering in exposure

shocking the land

perhaps the only way

stays away and fades to grey

and then our faces say

okay and smile that way

art by someone i dont know

Band Of Horses

My favourite band right now

great song.


general specific

If the trials up here
Are really getting you down
You had a close call
I didn't even see it in another one
I hardly believed it all

What the writers say
It means shit to me now
Plants and animals
We're on a bender when its 80 degrees
The end of December whats going on
Now before
You and me

In the showing up here
Its going back to the south
Were hungry next that I know
And running a blender in a lightning storm
The disguise is a blessing i'm sure

And growing up here
There comes a fork in the road
Pants have got to go
We're on an island on the 4th of July
It looks like the tide is going home

In the time I find
A little way to your heart
Now to the general
store
For nothing specific
Gonna wash my bones in the Atlantic shore
Now before
you and me

Domain of the Wiggy Woo.

I knew there was more to life in the universe than meets the eye...


http://www.vexen.co.uk/wiggy/

whoever made this site has way more time on their hands than anyone.....ever.

bad craziness all around, fear and loathing...

Ars Moriendi

Wanted to share this with Whoever...

It's Lyrics to a Mr. Bungle Song.

He who hears in the vast silence
He who wafts on the red wind
"In extremis"

He who leaps across the precipice
He who steals pearls from the ashes
"Ride si sapis"

'Ave atque vale'

I shall rise again
Bardo of the flesh

So feast on me
All my bones are laughing
As you're dancing on my grave
'Ave atque vale'



It's a great tune.

A little Morbid however thought provoking

Spirals...

summer sure left in a hurry leaving the long light nights to fly away with more dark.

the day becomes coldcold spirals.

(after my mind i can think of nothing more serious than matter)

facts dis-pair inchingly, forwardly, cowardly.

faces contort vividly, indifferently....quietly you spin while you learn and feel whywhile you cry.

revolving sideways drying your eye. come all the spirals.

coasting, catching seperate integers in an infinite glue of nothing.

it is there (nothing is there) and full of so many wonderful things. come all the spirals.

hold out my hand or follow me and i will give or take you to nothing so wonderful.

underneath all of our lives, there lives a vacant master, a do-er, a maker, a lover, a taker and a giver.

show them their time in your life. choose to be the master. do the right light. make the first mark. love your beat. take the breath. and give yourself to whatever you know controls your destiny. around and around.

come the spirals.

Behold

and who was when
for i was young
and had my fun
in worlds i run
my time begun
for our sun


and there was me
when i was not/and simple thoughts
of starstuff cum
me/seed had won!
i won!!


and here i am and done
existing now as suns son
and writing why
i think all night
could i be right?
am i allowed?
behold my life
in detail





2002

What is the madness?

the madness is all around us
it was that way
long ago
it's cold

it drives them to school
and insane

it belches fire
at our names

it coerces people
to play more games

but to stay inside
the frames

color in the lines
the crayons are all the same

like zero means something

they dance on the screen
and neeze and swear

a merrier hour was never wasted there

what is the madness?
it always was and will always be til then



til then i'll stay the same insane

as i was when i was the game

on the way

I know somebody
before
they know me

this side
there is a shadow
unclean
straight from the bottle

before
they knew me
before
they threw
before
that shadow
became
the truth

I show
the side
decided when
to take the ride
inside it tried
to tame my pride
the state pen drew
a picture of the countryside