the A stands for the same thing the D stands for in the band's name
well not the SAME thing...
much less of the same thing in fact, but certainly enough for my purposes...
no way do I tire of what you write...
i do have to set aside time to read it though... like i said first... it's like tripping and reading the dictionary... just when i think i've discovered a typo, i go look it up just for fun and wha-bam... there's a whole new meaning to apply to the matrix of your writing...
now, i ain't blowing smoke, you know? i really do appreciate what you try to do with your marathon paragraphs....
even the short things are neat
like
absinth make the heart grow
i'm like...
don't he mean absence, yo?
if you get depressed trying to write, hey... just stop trying for a while... ain't no big, you know? it doesn't define who you are...
stop light plays its part....... ya know?
oh, and don't it make ya smile (:
you are a sweet someone and so and so for saying all those lovely things and such...
I don't deserve them but you make me smile.
See, my writing does, in a way, define me. It says the things that I cannot, loves the ways that I cannot.
I write from my core, it is seta and marc and all in between that gets smeared across the table for all to examine like so many biolab excesses.
It says "Are my abstracts enticing? Is my mind worthwhile? Justify my colors, if you could please."
I take that back. It's really myself defining myself and the things that I see and wish to say.. but that really is working towards the final sharpening of any blade... the filling out of a lingual arsenal, whether poetic or ironic or both. I love my writing because it seems to love me back. Usually. Except for this latest one that has bothered me now for a week and a half. The most recent that I posted was written right on the board in response to my frustration with the other piece and with life in general, fucker that it is.
I don't know.
LOL and perhaps I meant absence but absinthe sounded so much better and fit so well, I left it. You'll never know.
I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
is that all it takes?
I mean DAMN. What do you do when you find someone attractive? I have issues with that myself, I just shuffle and look at the floor hoping they'll just attack me and take advantage of me.
It never happens of course, but the thought is always nice. LOL
and I am in NO WAY planning on removing that PINK SHIT from your post.
hee hee.
I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
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mine are mostly brain farts
quickies, as it were
i think i'm at a bit of an impasse myself
just waiting for something different to say
it's like that, being a verbal artist... i get sick of the sound of my own voice all the time
I often wonder if this PLACE tires of my voice from time to time.
ack depression. what a bore. I hate it and yet I am drawn to it's yawning embrace this night.
ack.
well not the SAME thing...
much less of the same thing in fact, but certainly enough for my purposes...
no way do I tire of what you write...
i do have to set aside time to read it though... like i said first... it's like tripping and reading the dictionary... just when i think i've discovered a typo, i go look it up just for fun and wha-bam... there's a whole new meaning to apply to the matrix of your writing...
now, i ain't blowing smoke, you know? i really do appreciate what you try to do with your marathon paragraphs....
even the short things are neat
like
absinth make the heart grow
i'm like...
don't he mean absence, yo?
if you get depressed trying to write, hey... just stop trying for a while... ain't no big, you know? it doesn't define who you are...
stop light plays its part....... ya know?
oh, and don't it make ya smile (:
I don't deserve them but you make me smile.
See, my writing does, in a way, define me. It says the things that I cannot, loves the ways that I cannot.
I write from my core, it is seta and marc and all in between that gets smeared across the table for all to examine like so many biolab excesses.
It says "Are my abstracts enticing? Is my mind worthwhile? Justify my colors, if you could please."
I take that back. It's really myself defining myself and the things that I see and wish to say.. but that really is working towards the final sharpening of any blade... the filling out of a lingual arsenal, whether poetic or ironic or both. I love my writing because it seems to love me back. Usually. Except for this latest one that has bothered me now for a week and a half. The most recent that I posted was written right on the board in response to my frustration with the other piece and with life in general, fucker that it is.
I don't know.
LOL and perhaps I meant absence but absinthe sounded so much better and fit so well, I left it. You'll never know.
that last one was NOT the opus under opusidation... i kinda wondered about that... it was more like stream of consciousness, i thought, reading it...
i know how my writing defines me
if i were to be looked up in the dictionary there are several pieces one would find to define me perfectly at any hour of the day...
i once wrote about my sword... how i sling it through the air, bringing it back with nothing but my own blood on it? something in that... i dunno
but shoot
keeping my karma squeaky
and i knew what you meant with that
and i loved the substitution
and i especially love when substitutions make the meaning stay the same on the surface but give the piece so much more depth...
it's what i like about the way i write, and the way you write...
i just wish i had 1/2 your dictionary
I just like to mess with words is all.
LOL glad someone appreciates it.
Yeah, I wish my dic was as big as seta's, too.
no.
no you don't.
and if I recall, tenacious got the other half.
")
LOL needed some pink there...
and since when does TENACIOUSA blush? huh?
now get that fucking pink shit off my post!
:P
lol
is that all it takes?
I mean DAMN. What do you do when you find someone attractive? I have issues with that myself, I just shuffle and look at the floor hoping they'll just attack me and take advantage of me.
It never happens of course, but the thought is always nice. LOL
and I am in NO WAY planning on removing that PINK SHIT from your post.
hee hee.
i hate it
kinda
*wrinkles nose*
If I see you at PJ Fest, consider it done.
departing???
trust me my dear, no one will miss me.
you must swear on a stack of thesauri you will answer my mail...
if not
i'll spam your ass big time
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