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Basically how I feel like after doing stuff in the lab for a prolonged period of time. When I sort of lose grip to the outside world. Or when i completely do NOTHING. Procrastinate too much, whatever.

» Posted By Philip On 05.08.2017 @ 2:26 pm


Shimmering through the blinds stripes
The silvers of light shivered
Quivering slightly in awe of

A grand something
A something few have seen
Much let admired through its obscure grandeur


» Posted By Philip On 10.08.2013 @ 7:53 pm


as table overstuffed as the table seemed,
so indeed did the two gentlemen.
Plopped, devoid of any apparent life
on each side of the table,
waiting for nature to free them from the bonds formed.
Sloth through exertion.
Rest after cleansing.

» Posted By Philip On 09.04.2013 @ 5:26 am


through the dark, dim trees a terror lurked.
through the dimly lit, calm waters of the lake lay the abode of a truly hideous monster.
Through the woods and down the path lay the alcoholic campground host,
ready to spring, more concerned about his own well-being than those whose money pays his paycheck

» Posted By Philip On 08.22.2013 @ 9:33 am


the sound of the revolving wheel resounded around the empty room, booming with each revolution. The sound seemed to emanate and pulsate from the large stone blocks.

» Posted By Philip On 05.10.2013 @ 9:27 pm


“I dont understand this is the same prompt as yesterday!”
he cried out
“I thought this would change! I was prepared for change!” he slumped pathetically in his chair, gasping for air like a beached fish, gasping…


no change came.

» Posted By Philip On 04.18.2013 @ 9:12 am

Stunned, I looked around frantically.
“Can this be truly happening?!” I cried out desperately.
“This cannot be the end!” I tried to look ahead, my wet hair flowing my my face, obstruction vision.

The creature stood there, between the trees, but a silhouette against the dark trees canopy.

» Posted By Philip On 04.17.2013 @ 11:26 pm


they said she was a weakling. the word itself, sound…weak. Once a week she would head to the bathroom, alone, and cut away…

At the wrists and hands of the bathroom stalls, exposing, the bathroom-goers to-be. Of their weaknesses.

» Posted By Philip On 03.03.2013 @ 7:03 pm


there’s nothing in this world we can do that won’t be forgotten eventually. Yet there are things that, for some reason, will stay with us until the end of our lives, possibly the end of others’ lives too. So what is it that keeps us unrelenting? Love.

» Posted By Philip On 12.14.2012 @ 3:25 pm


I was in major pain today, I mean it hurt so hard i was fighting the giant ice monster when all of a sudden he grew extra claws and scratched me in the hand!!! I didn’t know what to do but I knew if I didn’t act fast I would be infected. I had to make minced meat of the monster fast so I used my heat powers and melted him down to size. Afterwards I had to find the blue fairy to stop my infection from spreading and fully taken over. I Had to travel through the dark forest of killer fairy bees. I was stung several times and although I am alergic I knew I had to press on. She was at the end waiting for me and as I made it to the end of the forrest I saw her as I sank to the ground and fell unconcious.

» Posted By Philip On 11.08.2012 @ 8:47 am


Strange how many steps it takes to go from the bedroom to the bathroom when you’re drunk. You might normally take, what, four, five steps to get there when sober? But alas, when you’ve had three too many (bottles, not glasses), and the world is swimming and the walls are too loud and your toes hurt when they touch hard wood, then life is just too hard to think about giving, or taking, a shit. You can’t help but think… hell, I don’t know what to think. I just want to throw up. But I’m not in the bathroom yet… Oh, well. Here goes.


Sorry about that. I’ll clean it up in the morning.

» Posted By Philip On 11.01.2012 @ 10:46 pm


Whether or not i decide to do the right thing is completely my own decision. i appreciate the occasional input telling me your opinions, but it just isn’t right to do something just because someone else tells you to do so. your decisions should be your own, whether you want to admit it or not.

» Posted By philip On 09.05.2012 @ 6:04 pm


no idea what this means really confused and just wirting bc it said to and to not think about it so i keep going on until my times up than ill have to stop cuz it wount let me do it any

» Posted By philip On 08.08.2012 @ 10:45 am


One time i tried as hard as I could to get detention in middle school cause i thought it would be funny. But hell no, the stupid teacher emailed my mom instead and i got some shit community service. no detention. she said she was doing me a favor! gah. all i wanted was detention.

» Posted By Philip On 07.06.2012 @ 10:00 pm


distributor caps in car engines are complex yet work exactly like the human brain synapses do in firing off electrical signals.

» Posted By Philip On 06.26.2012 @ 8:20 pm


angry someone who is tempremental someone who reacts to situations without thinking, violent, aggressive, mean, snappy, rude, tightly strung,

» Posted By philip On 03.25.2012 @ 7:01 pm


Throughout the flaming heat and the scorching dry air, a single lone survivor stands as a worshipper of satan with her hands in the air, signs fiercely displaying her rebellion to the world of the followers of christ. Her ideals stand staunch and erect against the churches jaded sway.

The cactus stands, openly displaying her barbs to all the worlds to see. Her rebellion is there for her open dissent of the corporation s displays of power alone. All alone and left for dead.

» Posted By Philip On 12.29.2011 @ 7:31 pm


flowing. flowing. Flowing like dust in the wind, flowing lie the softest garment you can think of, cascading over a beautiful womans slender waist. The soft skin accented over the white light as the heavily white light flows over her skin.

“Cut! Cut!”

a large plump man waddled from behind the camera as the model covered her modesty while the camera was pulled away to aim at the large detergent logo on the wall.

» Posted By Philip On 12.11.2011 @ 8:22 pm


Here he comes,
the anywhere man.
There they stare,
for in his eyes lie
you, me,
and the lands between,
the anywhere man.

» Posted By Philip On 11.30.2011 @ 5:06 pm


There was a soft creaking sound as the surrounding room began to lose its vibrance.
the lights and colours that had been so vivid before began to fade into the ever increasing darkness,
threatening to drag the evidence along with it.

Soon, there was nothing.

No proof. No evidence. No movement, No life.

» Posted By Philip On 11.28.2011 @ 5:33 pm


The soft sound of the endless sheets of papers hitting the printer signals the end of a journey. Each paper must endure the many stages of industrial printing, and thus there must be some sort of bond, right? To leave the hive, and venture out on their own.
Something like that anyway.

Go! Flyers! Go forth end educate!

» Posted By Philip On 11.09.2011 @ 5:33 pm


The endless hill were framed by the seemingly daunting trees, as they converged with the deep blue sky and the burning sun. Not to say the trees were scary, but on the edge of the plain, they were an odd sight indeed. Seemingly painted onto the endless plain.

» Posted By Philip On 10.25.2011 @ 8:05 pm


With a blinding flash the darkness of the world lifted and the senses were enlightened. Seeing as we had never seen before. The darkness lifted and the sounds returned. Things never seen before suddenly were there plain as the eye could see.
the curse had lifted. Crackling of leaves as never seen before, the wrinkling of a stream drifted into our previously blind ears, and the sound of sunlight was in escapable.
life could return to this barren world.
the sound of the cheering was deafening,
The disbelief was impenetrable.

» Posted By Philip On 10.23.2011 @ 1:34 pm


pretty and beautiful it touches you with life and the rebirth of all man and its intricracies, for after even the greatest death, the greatest tragedy, one can always discover something that will never be evanescent, something to define their life.

» Posted By Philip On 10.12.2011 @ 4:45 pm


conviction startles the non-believer like light startles the mole. You may ask how one would have it, but orange juice springs from the fruit, so you must be an apple

» Posted By Philip On 10.12.2011 @ 10:45 am


morality is something that which is not relative, it is born out of someones unique but truly formed conscience and is mostly related to ones own personal sense of religion and identification with the Divine

» Posted By Philip On 10.04.2011 @ 10:10 pm


“Hey! come up here, look at this!”
the no longer young boy was standing at the top of the hill, looking down on the playground that lay before him, with a distant grin lighting up his face.
“remember when i fell off the monkey bars, and we had to explain to you what a broken bone was”

“yeah, life was easier then.”

» Posted By Philip On 09.27.2011 @ 7:26 pm


“Quick? Over here! look under the chest.”

The short, fat man looked around in the squalor before wildly whispering back.

“I cant see you! there too much everywhere. where are you?”

“I cant see you either. just follow my voic…”

the sentence was ended more punctually then should have been humanly possible, embellished with a sharp whistling noise, akin to a heavy object being swung effectively.

» Posted By Philip On 09.26.2011 @ 4:33 pm


Reclining to take a quick sip of his tart port, the short, roundish man kicked his feet up to take a quick nap. A quick bout of “shut-eye” as he put it. Little did he know that the place of great things that he had so long wished to behold no longer existed. The world of beautiful women, strong ale, and smooth seas that he had yearned for for so long would never become a reality.

He never opened his eyes again.

» Posted By Philip On 09.22.2011 @ 6:11 pm


The boat flew along at a steady clip. clip. clip.

The sounds of the passengers below deck losing their lunch faded in and out of the sound of the sailors working for theirs. clip. clip. clip.

The sails fill with the wind, and the ship sails on. clip. clip.

» Posted By Philip On 09.09.2011 @ 4:07 pm

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