Entries By Emil
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plague
blackness and death. screaming women and children smell the horrible smell racing through my body the plague slowly takes over and leaves me breathless he is plagued by something else; his mind is plagued but the hero doesn’t allow himself to be plagued he bears the cure.
Posted By Emil On 04.01.2013 @ 3:45 am
mass
Her hands looked weak. We were surrounded by too many people, but didn’t feel convinced enough to ask anyone for help. It could have been worse, after all, nobody actually cared. She passed away there, in the square.
Posted By Emil On 10.09.2012 @ 9:10 am
etiquette
Whomever believes they know the “proper” form of etiquette, is only (ever) part right. What is it worth, to be the keeper of social norms and mores? When all the world around them is breaking them right and left, leaving they (the scorekeepers) to steam.
Posted By Emil On 07.14.2011 @ 1:57 am
straw
I’m familiar with the straw that broke the camel’s back. I revisit this straw again and again. It is when my passive aggressive nature explodes into a driven fury. My intended target withers under the hot breath of the wrath of a 1,000 injustices that were stuffed quietly away. Reasonable? Nope.
Posted By Emil On 07.12.2011 @ 10:05 am
mean
What did you mean? Were they mean to you? What were his means? How many different things could this mean? Ah, sometimes to language is so full of entendre that it is impossible to wrap one’s mind around.
Posted By Emil On 07.11.2011 @ 5:22 am
beloved
Beloved implies a sort of “cute” love; Dads are loved, dogs are beloved.
Alternatively, it might just be something that people love as a group, but not individually, like a town idiot that everybody feels sorry for.
Posted By Emil On 06.12.2011 @ 5:48 pm
tempted
I might be tempted to tell the truth sometime, and blow everyone out of the water with the big reveal… Instead I sit in silence while the tensiom builds and evets unfold…
Posted By Emil On 05.17.2011 @ 2:35 pm
luxurious
Sometimes I felt I wasn’t built for luxurious things. I resemble more the arts and crafts self made man. I liked Thoreau the best…
Posted By Emil On 04.17.2011 @ 8:11 am
severe
i often wonder what the most severe consequence of an action could be. what is the worst thing i could do, and how unremittingly severe would the outcome be? can i do shit and get away with it? i hope not.
Posted By Emil On 04.13.2011 @ 5:17 pm
ego
The ego gets in the way, a lot. It is hard to learn when one is not humble enough to be able to accept the information. The self ultimatly wants to protect itself, but long term this is inhibitive.
Posted By Emil On 04.02.2011 @ 4:30 am
wand
Harry Potter uses a wand, which makes one wonder about the possible phallic symbolism in that particular series of children’s novels. After all, it is the story of a boy who, right around the age of twelve, goes through a series of “strange” changes that lead to his eventually becoming a man. Does this mean Ron is impotent?
Posted By Emil On 03.13.2011 @ 8:32 pm
strong
Strong does not even begin to describe what I feel for you. Conflicted is a better word. How can someone I lovve so much be so bad for me?
Posted By Emil On 02.27.2011 @ 4:10 am
barber
Like a careless barber, this person thoughtlessly lopped off half of my heart.
Posted By Emil On 02.24.2011 @ 4:46 pm
charge
I hate it when I’m in charge. The weight of responsibility is oppressive. Somehow I’m expected to know better, when the truth is that we are all flying by the seat of our pants.
Posted By Emil On 02.13.2011 @ 1:58 am
alarm
The piercing alarm wove itself around my dream. What was that noise? Where was it coming from? Why was it affecting the tranquil and surreal landscape I was in?…. ah, because it was the clock calling me to my day.
Posted By Emil On 02.08.2011 @ 2:43 am
pills
I swallowed the bitter pills they sold me; not good enough, not smart enough, not rich enough, not pretty enough… until one day, I looked around and said, “Whichever of these negative thoughts are night mine, may go to Hell.”
Posted By Emil On 02.07.2011 @ 2:00 am
suicide
I did the one thing I knew was career suicide. Damn this passive-agressiveness. At least if it was a consciouss choice I could feel empowered by this move, but like this…. yikes.
Posted By Emil On 02.05.2011 @ 2:38 am
Although the words were in black and white, their effect was that of a hammer working out the metal of my future… “we are pleased to accept your application to the University”…
Posted By Emil On 01.31.2011 @ 1:47 am
dropped
When I heard the answer, my soul dropped through my stomach and down to the center of the Earth. The limbo of not knowing had been better.
Posted By Emil On 01.29.2011 @ 5:37 am
basement
in the basement of the mind, behind old locks and cobwebs, underneath the dark stairs, lie the things you wish kept hidden, still alive
Posted By Emil On 01.25.2011 @ 4:52 pm
lucky
lucky im in love with my best friend lucky to have been where i have been lucky to be comin home agaiiiin. do do do do do dodo dod do do
Posted By Emil On 12.27.2010 @ 7:01 pm
seat
take a seat and read about this awesome word, this word is used in many settings and places, like if you are at a job interview, chances that they will say “take a seat” is very high. Now a seat can be in many different places, such as the movies, or many other places.
Posted By Emil On 10.18.2010 @ 3:13 am
suffocate
to suffocate is to slowly lose coscience, to fall into a void; or perhaps it’s to lose one’s breath, to stop living for a few seconds, a minute or a lifetime.
Posted By Emil On 06.18.2009 @ 3:52 am
adore
thirty times today i catch myself thinking of you with reckless abandon, reminded of our pursuit of madness. how many serendipitous moments had to come together for us to have met.
Posted By emil On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am
