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Constructing something out of a plan and the fallen forest. Cutting out a sliver of warmth from cold chaos, undoing the seam with the other hand. All building is demolition. Remodeled and condemned.
» Posted By Lance On 12.08.2018 @ 6:13 am
The most extreme position is love. No empire ever rose nor fell whose swelling tide and partisan fury could match the rebelliousness of seeing siblings in everyone.
» Posted By Lance On 05.20.2018 @ 7:08 am
This passionate apathy, with which I render my enemy and friend in complete oblivion. Disregard is damnation.
» Posted By Lance On 05.19.2018 @ 3:01 pm
No course true ever ran smooth, truth being a thing to come to in jumps and starts, a mountain that must be climbed over all the drunken missteps of what we must unknow.
» Posted By Lance On 05.18.2018 @ 5:19 pm
I’m not my best, when I’m with you.
I’m not the least bit here in this cue,
Where goes my heart,
My self slinks at her,
My best in your pocket,
The worst hereafter
» Posted By Lance On 05.14.2018 @ 9:30 pm
Days make centuries, decades fall. One moment in a millennia, crush the rushing suns.
» Posted By Lance On 05.26.2017 @ 7:33 am
It doesn’t require contortion to slip into a spectacle. Mental acrobatics suffice to put an ideal on a high wire. Every word is cannon fodder and every master is a clown. Death won’t be defied when there is an elephant in the room where the devil dares to tread.
» Posted By Lance On 05.24.2017 @ 12:19 pm
Put on a new skin, dive back into the cradle, life going back to itself, surrounded in silence. The pulse in you, in your ears, in the earth. Dark, cold, but conjuring creation. Beneath the surface, teeming life, seeming life, breathing like floating down into forever. Heaven below as above.
» Posted By Lance On 05.23.2017 @ 9:26 am
As I looked into the small wooden baby holder, I realized that our creation, what we meant to make together was no longer there. Where did she go? Who has her? I swore she was there the night before. In fact, I can still see a soft imprint of her body. She is gone. But where. That is my life’s purpose. To find out.
» Posted By Lance On 09.29.2013 @ 9:16 am
I felt like a prisoner. The walls caved in around me. I found myself scraping along the fluffy white floor. I can’t remember what happened. I just know that I was awake and moving. Flowing freely, gracefully. There was a sound and then a bang. The kind of bang, where you only hear it in your head. And then the lights become brighter while everything becomes dark at the same time.
» Posted By Lance On 09.09.2013 @ 1:40 pm
The time before I knew who I was going to be is considered historic. If only we could be privyed to such information. I would no how to maximize my full potential. Not only potentially avoid disastrous, or unfortunate life decisions, such as a crummy, low paying job, or a long term relationship that I kept beyond its expiration date, like a carton of milk in the fridge, just staring at me day after day.
Well, I have found a way. A way to replicate my youth and watch it advance beyond my current age, and predict with a close reality of the potential for my future. It’s like seeing a future me in action. Almost like a real life Choose Your Own Adventure. I can’t share this with anyone. Yet, I don’t believe I can fully fulfill the operation and process necessary for this experiment to work.
Besides, I want to test it on another first…just in case there are any unfortunate side effects or consequences that couldn’t be predicted.
» Posted By Lance On 09.02.2013 @ 6:10 pm
The twist is the turning point. The unsettled air, the heat in the upper reaches, the cold coming in like a brute. The sudden slamming, the sudden shifting, we raise and we fall, we come from clouds and break the sky.
» Posted By Lance On 03.27.2013 @ 4:49 pm
We are all chased by something, and it always catches us. We may not end up in its den, but we end up in its jaws.
» Posted By Lance On 03.26.2013 @ 7:33 pm
What if I dond’t sweep. What if I can’t sweep. What happens then. Will t
» Posted By Lance On 01.16.2013 @ 5:02 pm
What they don’t know can hurt them.
» Posted By Lance On 11.08.2012 @ 4:34 pm
» Posted By Lance On 09.11.2012 @ 8:12 am
he chews the gum slowly. walking along the quiet street. alone. he’s lonely. he misses his friends a lot. living in a foreign country with no acquaintance is suck. homesick’s driving him crazy.
» Posted By lance On 07.26.2012 @ 12:30 am
the decorations on their wedding was great. it was full of beautiful flowers. you’ll be amazed if you were there.
» Posted By lance On 07.17.2012 @ 6:05 am
rachel is such an arrogant artist. she never respect the other crew. she thinks she’s the only oone who’s important. everyone hates her.
» Posted By lance On 07.16.2012 @ 1:38 am
Lindsey’s heading toward the darkness as she closed the door behind her. The doorknob felt cold. She swears she hears it says “Don’t go, stay inside!”.
» Posted By lance On 07.14.2012 @ 1:03 am
when you’re wounded, you need bandage. can you use it when you’re brokenhearted?
» Posted By lance On 07.12.2012 @ 9:08 pm
I heard that you’re a good adviser. Can you give me some advice? My life just went down to the loo.
» Posted By lance On 07.12.2012 @ 4:29 am
if adviser is the person who gives advise, to whom he should be asking if he needs some?
» Posted By lance On 07.12.2012 @ 4:16 am
staple staple on the wall, who’s the sharpest of it all? Is it you? Is it thumbtack? is it sticky tack? is it I? no one shall know
» Posted By Lance On 03.17.2012 @ 1:09 pm
There was a fire and the person who pulled the alarm is the alarmist. It is alarming that there is a lack of political representation in this country. When I ate hot wings
» Posted By Lance On 11.06.2011 @ 10:07 pm
I missed the cross country practice… just kidding i didn’t, i am a very good runner. I missed my grandmother too when she left, but that’s off topic. but missed is the topic, so it’s not off topic. i am not used to writing around the topic of a word like this, so it’s weird to be on topic. i am white.
» Posted By lance On 08.19.2011 @ 7:04 pm
I have a wonderful friend. they are very near to my heart. but are they really near? as near as i would like them to be? No. At the moment, I feel far away from them. I don’t feel near to them at all. Its a shame but I know that that’s just how things are right now. Its quite disturbing, since we used to be pretty much inseparable. but things change, and there is nothing we can do about it. both sides have to be motivated to change back and i don’t see that happening anytime soon.
» Posted By Lance On 08.13.2011 @ 11:55 pm
I went to the train station this morning, as I usually do, in order to get to work. The factory never smelled so nice. The sweet scent of lemon Pine-Sol, which I suppose the new cleaning ladies ordered, gave me a sense of belonging and humility I never know I possessed.
» Posted By Lance On 06.14.2011 @ 10:01 pm
brains at work, thinking doing reminding, fast is the shock wave that mae u think make u remember, brain at work, pulsing allong
» Posted By lance On 05.30.2011 @ 8:43 pm
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» Posted By Lance On 04.22.2011 @ 11:35 am