Perimeter...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 30th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Perimeter Every now and again, I need to verify if i’m still alive and the parts still work independantly of this perpetual auto pilot mode that I’ve placed myself in. Most effective barometer of all sensation is pain and easiest to access… so even when nothing is wrong the desire to...
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Need vs. Greed...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 29th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Need vs. Greed Allow me to pontificate. Upon giving thanks this year, I took a long hard look at how we evaluate what we find ourselves thankful for certain things… and how we come about deeming those things worthy of thanks. Seems that the things we are thankful for are the things we need that...
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Wounded...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 27th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Wounded I’m beginning to think that when I’m in a state of ruin or hurt, I really don’t see anything else around me too clearly. That somehow, I endup alienating or picking fights with the folks around me. That would be one hell of an admission to make, being that I’m outing...
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Resisting Mutation...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 25th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Resisting Mutation Strangely enough in my recent status, I’m in my seriously anti-marriage / anti-married people state. Married folks confuse me. I was saying to Blink today that I don’t have one couple that I can seriously call my exemplary couple. Everyone that was exemplary to me at...
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Bitter...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 25th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Bitter FUCK THE MARRIED CLUB. Fuck the married-elitist-”I-have-a-family-and-you-don’t-so-that-makes-us-better” Club. I’m sick of friends marrying off and then shucking off the life they had. Just slithering out of the previous skin and moving on; leaving friends behind because...
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UN...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 24th, 2004 | 0 Comments
UN He was the gift that made a piece of my present bearable. Days laden with mediocrity, he gave me something to think about someone to talk to where before deafening silence reigned and drove me to the insanity of insominia. Even there he kept me company into the wee hours of inevitable exhaustion....
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Aurally Fixated...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 23rd, 2004 | 0 Comments
Aurally Fixated “Misfortune comes from one’s mouth and ruins him, but fortune comes from one’s mind and makes him worthy of respect.” – Bhuddist Saying I remember learning in psychology class in High School that there is a stage in growth and development as an infant when...
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Not A Good Day...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 19th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Not A Good Day Today, I have been properly reintroduced to and very reacquainted with the meaning of a bad day. It’s been a long time since I had a REALLY bad one. But this one… is a chart topper. The kind that makes me want to go back to drinking and smoking heavily. The bad day really...
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Chimera...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 18th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Chimera I haven’t been posting lately. My mind has been preoccupied in items of fantasy that have eaten up all of my “real” time. But I believe that I’m back now. Problem with living in a dream, even if it’s for a short time… there’s a period of coming to...
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Ordinary People...

Posted by iam in Uncategorized on 11 13th, 2004 | 0 Comments
Ordinary People This week has been so crazy for me. I feel like I didn’t live through it all the way … sounds strange I know. I feel like I’ve been hanging in a camera above my own body and watching what I go through… but not actually going through it myself. This engagement...
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