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interesting. the first thing I think of is a panel of judges. What emotions come up for me when I think of judges? improvement, judgment, loss, win.

–is that really what i think of?

» Posted By Niko On 08.12.2018 @ 6:39 pm


there was once crystal meth. It was white and dusty. The whole room was coated in a very fine veil of it. What could have resulted this? the young cop wondered. He followed his superior around the room taking photos with the high definition camera.

» Posted By niko On 05.24.2014 @ 9:06 pm


anxious,powerless moment when you realize that everything is getting so pressing…nothing to do but run!

» Posted By Niko On 11.22.2012 @ 9:01 pm


I caught a glimpse of the people passing down the road, to celebrate the passing of a local deity or something. Celebrate the death of a God? But then, is that so different from how we celebrate Jesus? I mean, he died, but rose again. Vibrant colours, death masks and costumes abounded. The people were caught up in a fever of religious ecstasy, and I joined the line and went with them towards their vague destination.

» Posted By Niko On 09.19.2011 @ 1:06 pm


I put the lock away. No more secrets, no more games. I didn’t need to hide from myself anymore, and I didn’t need to hide away from anyone or anything. Locks are for people who have something to hide, or something to protect. I can protect myself without a lock, and I have nothing to hide. So I’m saying goodbye to locks, I’m saying goodbye to secrets. This is a new world, this is a new me, this is a new day. I’m never going to lock myself away again.

» Posted By Niko On 08.05.2011 @ 2:43 pm


Tightening together, a braid seems to not only encompass what life is potentially about, but the very mystery of our purpose and our origin. Everything is a braid eventually. Twist and turn, twist and turn, life goes on monotonously but beautifully.

» Posted By Niko On 07.01.2011 @ 11:53 pm


down. falling. dripping. dying. my life is swirling down one. feeling like i’m being pulled down one. ebbing away slowly. down.

» Posted By Niko On 01.16.2011 @ 8:46 pm


When you’re a kid, everything is a new discovery. As you grow older though, there are less and less things to discover. Maybe thats why people love escapism so much.

» Posted By Niko On 01.07.2011 @ 9:32 am


Some people consider fiction as “lower-class” when compared to non-fiction. Not true. The level of creativity and effort to create new words completely disregards that argument.

» Posted By Niko On 01.05.2011 @ 12:18 pm


What makes a phrase? Does it have to be catchy, funny to say, deep? Or does it simply have to repeated enough to become fact?

» Posted By Niko On 01.04.2011 @ 11:59 am


I miss you so much chris. I wish we had driven to and through the desert that night. I’ll always love you my midtown cowboy.

» Posted By Niko On 11.16.2010 @ 9:49 pm


there are many things that are near and far from us, if not physically than emotionaly. its distance that tears apart and closeness that brings us together, so stay near. near and dear to us.

» Posted By niko On 07.29.2010 @ 12:47 pm


i gave my vvows to a foxxy lady named olga. fucked her every night or a month but then we got bored and left each other and that was it.

» Posted By niko On 07.09.2009 @ 10:21 am


death. of course. of course i would write about death. eternal or fleeting, death comes and goes in our lives…. sort of. but when it really comes, and it will come, that much is definite – but when it really comes knocking at our door, we go. some say we come back but all i know is we go for sure.

» Posted By niko On 08.20.2009 @ 2:24 am


I don’t want to write about trail. So it leads me to a trail of actions to try to avoid it. I go back. I click go. The trail runs cold, its trail again. I refresh. its the same thing. My time is more abundant, but the trail is not one word fresher. My mind wanders a lonely trail, to think I am forced to write about trails, trials even would be better, I assure you. Instead I must let the trail of this story wind down until its done.

» Posted By Niko On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am


They chase him through 3 long blocks. the blocks were as long as a cruiseship each, and the man in the black as night jacket was far ahead of the two navy blue marines. they sped after him, guns in hand. The man in black paused, grabbed his handgun and shot himself. the marines looked at him, astonished at their failure.

» Posted By niko On 10.04.2009 @ 12:01 pm


i just bought a pair of timbs over at burlington coat factory, they were on sale for 89.99, theyre size 12, and theyre very comfortable, boots are shoes, i wear them to work, they are steel

» Posted By niko On 10.28.2009 @ 5:59 pm

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