March 16, 2003

  • Ninevah

     

    It’s a body in there, somewhere

    Floating to, fro, over

    The inward workings of

    A Beating Heart

    Beating a rhythm through

    The belly of Three

    Ready and waiting

    To throw you out

    Of your Grinding hole

    Daily as you lay

    There eaten away

    By the brine and dark

    Deep dark below

    Your thoughts of purpose

    The ebb and flow

     

    It’s a body on there, somewhere

    Touched by the lapping water

    Of a rising cell there

    Where you once slept

    Hidden and punished

    For running away

     

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    I’m going to go and see dancing northern lights on tundra twilight come my 30th birthday.  I’m yet intent on becoming a weathered, world-wise globetrotter.  Ha!  We’ll see.

     

    I really like Jonathon Alter.  Here’s a solution for peace that might actually work but as he points out, it’s probably too late.  Click. 

     

     Dean might be the most exciting candidate but I think he’ll alienate too many in the mainstream.  Matt11:28

Comments (8)

  • YEAH women notice shoes!!! sometimes that makes the outfit and vice versa.

  • the Alter piece was interesting.  i suppose “if both kids can’t play nice, then you’ll both stand in the corner.”  makes perfect sense to me.
    eric

  • ARTIST RECOMMENDATION: Bo Bartlett: Philidephia School of Fine Arts; University of Pennsylvania Medical School–I think; NYU–Film School…originally from Georgia…mentored by mega artist Mr. Lang in North Carolina.Be humbled. Be blown out of your bloody mind when you see his work. The man has vision, passion, talent, and his expression through his painting is phenomenal. Infinity props for this artist. He is truly one of my favorites.In addition, Salvador Dali. Hands down. The Mattador…the bomb.Philippians 3:7-11Matthew 11:28Go “Conquer the World” Mr. Daniel H. Kim with your Christian flare, and your ghetoo spunk! =D

  • The Aurora Borealis are so amazing… my father owns a farm far from any town or development of more than cows and dust in northish western Canada. On a clear night it looks like the whole world is afire in greens and blues and purples. I love the way they move and ripple, coalescing and splitting at their own whim. I suppose you can’t see them in California (much? or at all?) but here they are a beautiful part of life, though they don’t show up quite as well under the glare of city lights.

  • oh, and yes, i’m in fargo.  and no, i don’t have “that accent”.  few people do.  thanks for replying and updating your site so often.  it’s a pleasure to read.
    eric

  • thanks for the comment!  yanno you beat me to it, i was gonna say something cool and interesting on ur site too, but decided to wait til i had something of substance.  i have to admit tho, that i had ur page open all day yesterday and played that sporto kantes song over and over.. it rocks!  you’d like Llora’s new album, if you haven’t already heard it.  btw, how do you make ur photos look all cool – like pictures?? 
    i’ll have to check out ur kitty next week.. til then, happy xanga fellow sky-gazer! ;)

  • dude!  is that a killer rice-krispie bar at the top of your website?!?!?  what the f**k.
    eric

  • Have you read:
    Not Everyday an Aurora Borealis for Your Birthday : A Love Poem by Carl Sandburg
    It’s a testimony to the power of love. I highly recommend it.

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