.to be happy.
.the beginnings.
.clickablez.
.leave a mark.
.items required.
"NJ Falls Into The Atlantic"
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
So speak your knives.
(Don't follow, with your foot)
All this pain here,
(All comes from your dry lung)
I won't listen
(Your rhetoric is fleeting)
My lies are fixed with glue.
Coming straight from off the water
Sunburned face and drunken father
Crying as she's carving in her flesh.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
This false art
(Of palm trees and trash heaps)
This burning bed
(Where my ghost will now sleep)
Watching romance from a far seat
Bleeding from the glass on my feet
Learning that I love the smell of flesh.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
An angel on his two knees
Arms stretched towards the red sea
Of violence and a sultry tongue
The scenic view of carnage
'Caused by the sword in his hands
The beauty resonates in birth.
It's plain to see the wind beneath the trees.
Flowing free, the summer breeze is sweet.
I lay in space choked by my own air.
I love the taste of your blackened lips.
And it's 4am and we will stalk again
The princess and her bitter queen.
On the 4th day of July
Deep in summers eye,
Naked like the truth should always be.
make yourself happy!!! =))
Sunday, November 05, 2006
yea... today was awesome. I left the house with 3 dollars, and went for guitar lessons. After which I got to see a band play without having to pay a cent. Later, I managed to get dinner at the food centre at thompson plaza surviving with just 3 dollars (I'm gonna put the picture on my friendster page instead because my com sucks. go check it out. It's pretty cool man). Finally, left with a light wallet, I decided to... eat ice cream at swensens!!! hahaha... tht was so good. I never felt so free in my entire life. Thanks to the dudes from church(: hahs. I don't feel inspired at all today.. but,
Dear Son,
We sat there in the ruins, feet planted against the foot of this unfinished wall. Beautiful was the sight of the birds and trees that stared down menacingly with a grim of delight. The blue sky turning green from underneath us with the heated arguement going on between your consience and me. Before I managed to utter a word, you got up and SCREAMED INTO MY FACE as if I couldn't hear you. I watched you walk away from me with the grace that I had always known as floods of red and black seeped into my inner body, to the core of it all. I walked and stood there beside you watching as you took out your cold piece of heart with a portrait of home and me. "Father, where are you?" you exclaimed. If you would lift up your head from your hands and notice the light that surrounds you.
Hah... I seriously think this sucks, but I don't have any inspiration and it's late you know? try to be understanding. lol. This is for all the people who have lost hope in something(:
Amen.
God bless...
#~i'm making myself happy!
Gerald the stick
apathetic anarchist
death: 5.8.1991
age: 15
school: wait and see. its somewhere i don't want to be.Presbyterian High
email: gerald_jiale@hotmail.com
WanTs
God
The ppl who will be reading this blog (this is just to please you)