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It strikes me that mosaic is the new work of my life. That once upon a time, I invented patterns for whole cloth, and only with words. Now it’s all the news… found footage, little pieces pulled together into a story. But then with that one or two woven, hyper-manipulated threads.

Posted By Jack On 06.05.2013 @ 1:01 pm

Neon lights, which blur when driven by at full speed. They exist for sight, not to produce it. What weird lights, filled with gas. Smash them! See what happens? The gas leaks out and the light disappears into the once weird dark night.

Posted By Jack On 05.29.2013 @ 5:54 pm

Shattered memories plague my mind I want to hold her hand but she doesn’t like me in that way anymore, why did I have to be stupid. What changed her view on me at least we are still friends I always have the shattered memories.

Posted By Jack On 05.26.2013 @ 9:12 pm

Shattered memories and shattered glass fights some shit Im watching arrested development and I already got this word

Posted By Jack On 05.26.2013 @ 9:06 pm

I remember eating lots of little wafer cookies when I was a kid. I would get a really big coffee mug with a wide top and soak the cookies in milk until I had to eat with a spoon.

Posted By Jack On 05.23.2013 @ 7:31 am

i ensue everything that has become man. the trees are quiet and tell no one of a mans doing. we are allowed to get away with murder and no one will ever know. except the trees.

Posted By jack On 04.30.2013 @ 1:18 pm

Krista likes to burrow. She enjoys doing so when she wakes up and is very tired. Her blankets act as her fortress and she hides away from the sunlight, which is very bright. Krista defends herself from the cold air in her burrow. It is hard, but she holds her pee because it’s cold.

Posted By Jack On 04.20.2013 @ 10:22 pm

the metro smelt of piss and blood. He had been there tonight feasting on the hearts of the innocents; innocents who has expelled urine at the sight of such a monstrous beast. I stooped under the tape which sectioned off the body from the masses that began to gather

Posted By Jack On 04.19.2013 @ 5:18 am

Being punished is a bad thing. you get punished because you did something bad. Being punished for some thing like being happy is outrageous. i mean what? Why would you get punished for that?

Posted By jack On 04.07.2013 @ 9:56 pm

i fabricated a lie about the how the industrial revolution was the pinnacle of the 18th century. thats because it wasn’t. she believed me anyway because she is rather ignorant of such matters and has no clue about the affairs of history unless it regards what happened in “The Hills” last night.

Posted By Jack On 04.02.2013 @ 8:40 am

Its funny that this word is immediatley associated with the sense of danger. It doesn’t HAVE to be that way. It could be a slight warning or even just advice through experience. It doesn’t have to be bad. It’s just thought of that way all the time.

Posted By Jack On 03.20.2013 @ 6:56 pm

I grabbed thte horse’s mane and shifted my weight as quickly as I could. Nothign was left nothing remained or dangled, we ran through the shallow grasses and swept through bushes that could hide a small child. I felt insane. The first ten seconds lasted a life time in between irregular heartbeats.

Posted By Jack On 03.09.2013 @ 2:15 pm

growing up is tough. It hits harder than you can possibly imagine. Not everyone does, some people do too much or too quickly. You can lose or gain people due to growing, most of that has to do with your choices.

Posted By jack On 02.08.2013 @ 12:21 pm

Greeting visitors in most of my jobs has been an interesting experience. In the time I get to say “hi how are you?” I think of who they might be, where they’re from, and their whole life story just in time to watch them not buy anything and leave without a second glance.

Posted By Jack On 01.29.2013 @ 6:39 am

I always wish I was a janitor because I could sweep all day long. Just sweep and sweep and sweep, lost in my own thoughts, not caring a toss about the people, just sweeping. Sweeping, observing and thinking and loving. Not having to worry too much about the pressure of deadlines and such like, just sweeping.

Posted By Jack On 01.16.2013 @ 3:52 pm

Size is a lot int he real world its how big or how small how large or how skinny like a stuck or fat like a balloon LOL?? I was never ready to type the word size for a warmup in lit but they always change it so i looked ta my partners screen and that told me what word they were typing for.

Posted By Jack On 01.16.2013 @ 11:02 am

Don’t cry, it’s a waste of water.

Don’t waste water, it’s a waste of energy.

Don’t waste energy, or the ice caps will melt.

Don’t cry, its all over now.

Posted By Jack On 01.11.2013 @ 4:36 pm

The throb of the crowd goes in beat of the bassline. The pulse. The energy is uncontrollable, throwing sweat and booze all over you if you get to close and breaking your bones and bruising your skin if you go too deep in the crowd. This is a show. This is a concert. This is music. This is lived for, strived for, bled for, died for. This is a show.

Posted By jack On 12.28.2012 @ 10:15 am

Soup kitchens have procedures. Dunno why thats what i thought of. Yeah. Ummm spaghetti. Wow, this is just going so well. Uhhh right. MNot thinking. Pig feet.

Posted By Jack On 12.24.2012 @ 12:09 pm

You can stir ones emotions up. Why do people feel that it is okay to continually stir, and ignore? Take responsibility for your actions, my friend.

Posted By jack On 12.15.2012 @ 2:54 pm

is difficult in a foreign country. One has to adjust not only to the weather but also to the customs and traditions of the host country as well. Language can also be difficulty, esp. if the people speak a totally different tongue. In many cases, communication problems exacerbate the situation of the foreigners because they can’t express themselves, for example, to authorities or to their neighbors. Especially in conflict situations they’ll feel inadequate and fearful that their interest is not being properly represented because they cannot articulate their opinion.

Posted By Jack On 12.14.2012 @ 3:18 pm

i presented me.

Posted By Jack On 12.11.2012 @ 9:53 am

The cops are local.

Posted By Jack On 11.27.2012 @ 10:39 am

Can be beautiful, can be crap ether way It’s mine. It doesn’t matter what anybody thinks of it. It’s MMMIIINNNEEE :) YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHH SSOOOOOOOONNN. <:0)

Posted By jack On 11.14.2012 @ 7:40 am

Can be beautiful, can be crap ether way It’s mine.

Posted By jack On 11.14.2012 @ 7:38 am

so many people over centuries and centuries have made beautiful things with their hands and their minds. The arts are an industry that need to be kept alive and vibrant over the years to come. As time passes, the arts industry has evolved and changed in many ways but it is here to stay. It is important that we keep this industry alive.

Posted By jack On 11.13.2012 @ 12:58 pm

They themselves enjoy walking up the lives of a thousand young souls crying in desperation, waiting for the sun to end this reign of “Us” and “Them”

I’ve never trusted in what they tell themselves and what they tell us. Because they are humans as you and me and are thus flawed.

Posted By Jack On 11.08.2012 @ 5:52 pm

Flat,Big,Endless,Surface,Horizon,Long,Fat,Lumpy,Smooth,Rough, AHHHHHHHHH

Posted By jack On 11.06.2012 @ 7:30 am

white and shiny usually, not always if you’re a smoker then sometimes your teeth become a little more yellow. i smoke a lot but my teeth are as white as a pale white snow. teeth are also good for biting your sexy partner. slowly tracing their body.

Posted By Jack On 10.21.2012 @ 7:53 pm

Teeth, semi-permanent fixtures in your mouth that make for a good smile. People judge you by their quality and cleanliness but cannot pay mind to much else if they can only see them. Chatter when they’re cold.

Posted By Jack On 10.21.2012 @ 2:22 pm