Deception:
Lying directly
And smoothing it over
With such a charming smile.
Aaah, L'amour.
Romance:
Fulfilling someone's dreams
Going along with them
Reading and playing their heart
Like music
Commitment:
Saying you'll stay
And doing it
Suspicion:
Reading into everything
Analyzing again and again
Silently draw your own conclusion
Let's call it "Rash-ionality"
Caring:
Listening, asking
Acting on another's needs.
Sarcasm:
Reaching into the
Depths of a situation
And tearing it's heart out
To snicker at the bleeding
Intercourse:
Complete lust
Entertwining with sensation
An object of great leverage
An indulgence
All my favorite tricks,
I learned them by watching you.
4.26.2009
4.21.2009
I think it's a Cirrus.
A cloud is just a random collection of ethereal particles and dust and watervapor.
So here's my cloud at the moment:
"This airport terminal can't see
Everything you mean to me
I'm alive when I'm missing you........
And I sleep fine in my own room........"
If I could go back in time, I don't think I'd change anything, but then if I could do that, I might have already......
Time is simultaneous, we just insist on viewing it one facet at a time.
My id is the impertinent teenager that still wants to dress like a punk and yell in people's faces because I can't stand people and society and school. He loves the weeping Buddha in my bedroom and wearing black. He revels in dirty jokes, explores sensuality, and snickers at the misfortune of others.
My super-ego is the teacher, who wants to help people, who knows that there's reason to hope. He believes in romance, recites the moral virtues of Bushidou, exercises to stay healthy. He has a hero complex. He hates alcohol and lying.
My ego, well, that's "Luc." ^^ He wears an all black suit once a week, does parkour, shows off, laughs when people give him compliments. He reads philosophy. He writes journals, he keeps in touch with friends as he's able. He's manufactured his image well, and is constantly aware of it. He's got a swagger in his walk, a killing smile for any passing cute face, a detached, analytical nature, and seeks knowledge, trying to appear as a "living, breathing search engine." He's altruistic. He hosts parties, and draws eyes as the center of attention. He was voted "Most Inspiring Student Teacher."
I'm very much in touch with all 3 of them. Hard to ignore their conflicts, their constant bickering.
I want to "write a song the world can sing aloud." I think I've got a wonderful habit of singing out loud in public. Doesn't happen much in class. Maybe someone thinks I look like a musical. lol
I love watching people.
Does anyone else research in their free time? Most recent wiki-searches: "Ego Defense Mechanisms," "Black Day," "Dir en Grey," "Stratospheric sulfur aerosols (geoengineering)," "Kohlberg's stages of moral development."
I think what I've been wondering for a while is whether many people possess: 1)metacognizance; and 2)moral reasoning in universal ethical principles.
The way I used frames from a manga to backup dialogues in my "Bodyguard Studies" mid-term seems like it was inevitable. Like, not surprising, new, or innovative. And yet, people in the education field would eat that up and say that I was capturing student interest.
So here's my cloud at the moment:
"This airport terminal can't see
Everything you mean to me
I'm alive when I'm missing you........
And I sleep fine in my own room........"
If I could go back in time, I don't think I'd change anything, but then if I could do that, I might have already......
Time is simultaneous, we just insist on viewing it one facet at a time.
My id is the impertinent teenager that still wants to dress like a punk and yell in people's faces because I can't stand people and society and school. He loves the weeping Buddha in my bedroom and wearing black. He revels in dirty jokes, explores sensuality, and snickers at the misfortune of others.
My super-ego is the teacher, who wants to help people, who knows that there's reason to hope. He believes in romance, recites the moral virtues of Bushidou, exercises to stay healthy. He has a hero complex. He hates alcohol and lying.
My ego, well, that's "Luc." ^^ He wears an all black suit once a week, does parkour, shows off, laughs when people give him compliments. He reads philosophy. He writes journals, he keeps in touch with friends as he's able. He's manufactured his image well, and is constantly aware of it. He's got a swagger in his walk, a killing smile for any passing cute face, a detached, analytical nature, and seeks knowledge, trying to appear as a "living, breathing search engine." He's altruistic. He hosts parties, and draws eyes as the center of attention. He was voted "Most Inspiring Student Teacher."
I'm very much in touch with all 3 of them. Hard to ignore their conflicts, their constant bickering.
I want to "write a song the world can sing aloud." I think I've got a wonderful habit of singing out loud in public. Doesn't happen much in class. Maybe someone thinks I look like a musical. lol
I love watching people.
Does anyone else research in their free time? Most recent wiki-searches: "Ego Defense Mechanisms," "Black Day," "Dir en Grey," "Stratospheric sulfur aerosols (geoengineering)," "Kohlberg's stages of moral development."
I think what I've been wondering for a while is whether many people possess: 1)metacognizance; and 2)moral reasoning in universal ethical principles.
The way I used frames from a manga to backup dialogues in my "Bodyguard Studies" mid-term seems like it was inevitable. Like, not surprising, new, or innovative. And yet, people in the education field would eat that up and say that I was capturing student interest.
4.13.2009
Irony #7
In the corner, alone
Huddled into himself, bent furiously over a pen
Half-Crazed, he scribbles his madness
on little scraps of paper.
Beauty
we find in his scrawling
Inspiration
we find in his nonsense
And call him: "poet"
And call his affliction: "the muse"
Huddled into himself, bent furiously over a pen
Half-Crazed, he scribbles his madness
on little scraps of paper.
Beauty
we find in his scrawling
Inspiration
we find in his nonsense
And call him: "poet"
And call his affliction: "the muse"
4.04.2009
The Lines I Never Wrote
"Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name....
got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along."
"And now my time spent today -
fighting to remedy all my mistakes -
has brought more problems than before -
and still I try to find my way out of endless possibilities of doubt."
"Searching all my days just to find you
Im not sure who Im looking for
Ill know it
When I see you
Until then, Ill hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one"
"When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night."
"My anchor to this city won't outweigh me."
"It's the loneliest feeling in the world
To find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down
To have everyone look at you and say,
What's the matter with him?
I know.
I know what it's like
To walk down an empty street
And hear the sound of your own footsteps
Shutters closed
Blinds Drawn
Doors locked Against you
And you aren't sure whether
you're walking towards something...
Or just,
walking away."
"Take me in your arms tonight
Let me know this crazy love
Will never die
As the stars fall from the sky
As buildings burn
And the oceans dry
This kiss will remain alive"
"If I had words to make a day for you
I'd sing you a morning golden and new
I'd make this day last for all time
Sing you a night rich in moonshine."
"I know I'll miss her later
Wish I could bend my love to hate her,
Wish I could be her creator
To twist her arms now.
She stares up at the stars, when
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them,
And then she was gone.
I sleep just to dream her
Beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms."
"There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time."
"We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow"
"One more night,
And one more time,
Thanks for the memories,
even though they weren't so great"
"Just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst, you take
From every heart you break,
And like a blade you stain
Well I've been holdin on tonight."
"And I want these words to make things right,
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life"
"Make us poster boys for your scene
But we are not making an acceptance speech
I've found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes
Every dot com's refreshing for the journal updates."
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name....
got your lovey-dovey sad-and-lonely
Stick your STUPID SLOGAN in:
Everybody sing along."
"And now my time spent today -
fighting to remedy all my mistakes -
has brought more problems than before -
and still I try to find my way out of endless possibilities of doubt."
"Searching all my days just to find you
Im not sure who Im looking for
Ill know it
When I see you
Until then, Ill hide in my bedroom
Staying up all night just to write
A love song for no one"
"When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night."
"My anchor to this city won't outweigh me."
"It's the loneliest feeling in the world
To find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down
To have everyone look at you and say,
What's the matter with him?
I know.
I know what it's like
To walk down an empty street
And hear the sound of your own footsteps
Shutters closed
Blinds Drawn
Doors locked Against you
And you aren't sure whether
you're walking towards something...
Or just,
walking away."
"Take me in your arms tonight
Let me know this crazy love
Will never die
As the stars fall from the sky
As buildings burn
And the oceans dry
This kiss will remain alive"
"If I had words to make a day for you
I'd sing you a morning golden and new
I'd make this day last for all time
Sing you a night rich in moonshine."
"I know I'll miss her later
Wish I could bend my love to hate her,
Wish I could be her creator
To twist her arms now.
She stares up at the stars, when
The stars fell from her hair then
I bent down to collect them,
And then she was gone.
I sleep just to dream her
Beg the night just to see her
That my only love should be her
Just to lie in her arms."
"There's a fine, fine line between a lover and a friend;
There's a fine, fine line between reality and pretend;
And you never know 'til you reach the top if it was worth the uphill climb.
There's a fine, fine line between love
And a waste of time."
"We're just ordinary people
We don't know which way to go
Cuz we're ordinary people
Maybe we should take it slow"
"One more night,
And one more time,
Thanks for the memories,
even though they weren't so great"
"Just like a match you strike to incinerate
The lives of everyone you know
And what's the worst, you take
From every heart you break,
And like a blade you stain
Well I've been holdin on tonight."
"And I want these words to make things right,
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life"
"Make us poster boys for your scene
But we are not making an acceptance speech
I've found the safest place to keep all our old mistakes
Every dot com's refreshing for the journal updates."
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