Here is a short piece that I wrote off the top left in the vaults of my old filled up notebooks.

Wrote this while looking at the Bible, there is some deep stuff in that book.

A poem about being invisible on Facebook and eating worms.

A guy that thought he could get everything but lost it all to whorish-ness.

Your life(according to Darwin)

The reason I am leaving is because you Don’t make sence. I get the idea that you lie.

While truth is good for everyone, it does not help strengthening the memory power. On the other hand, the lies told enhance memories as one has to be good at substantiating and maintaining consistency with the uttered lies.

Ever Wonder:

“What did I do to deserve this?”
But you know,
maybe you don’t deserve it.

Look into Kelia’s fate, and see how that works.

This poem describes that feeling when the shine has worn off of a relationship, when either a hidden truth has been exposed or when a fundamental personality shift has taken place.

Written on 10.6.2008

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Do you really know what the bones are, and why they are damned?