fainted-twice: (by jcarroza)
sleeping pills
I’m the same as I was when I was six-years-old, and oh my God, I feel so damn old. I don’t really feel anything. On a plane, I can see the tiny lights below, and oh my God, they look so alone. Do they really feel anything? Oh my God, I’ve gotta move on. Where do you move when what you’re moving from Is yourself?
The universe works on a math equation that never even ever really ends in the end. Infinity spirals out creation. We’re on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying, “We ain’t sure where you stand. You ain’t machines and you ain’t land.” The plants and the animals, they are linked, and the plants and the animals eat each other. Oh my God, and oh my cat! I told my Dad what I need. Well, I know what I have and want, but I don’t know what I need. Well, he said he said he said he said, “Where we’re going, I’m dead.”
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liquidnight: Mark Jenkins Roofgirl Washington, DC, 2007
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dharmabum71: Starlight Park, the Bronx, circa 1921.
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The title and cover may make you think otherwise, but GHOST DOG: WAY OF THE SAMURAI is a really good movie to try and fall asleep to. It’s like the Grouper of movies. i’ve never actually watched the entire movie, but it seems somewhat interesting.
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