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Launch me away from fear. Help me to get over any obstacles. Catapult me over the great wall known as doubt.

Posted By Josh On 05.20.2013 @ 7:56 pm

I came from Manhattan oh bout twenty years ago. Quit my job when the floor manager told me my feet smell, has no right! Hopped on two wheels and left every town I crossed behind until I hit the other side of the ocean.

Posted By Josh On 05.16.2013 @ 2:05 pm

Heaven has it’s stars made of men, cosmos of galactic knowledge embedded in a small planet on the milkey way bar of sweet life. It erupts as a crumb from a bread tossed to the mouse in the corner.

Posted By Josh On 05.11.2013 @ 12:20 pm

A frosty tale is always told, in memories forgotten old.

A mystery of what we did, who the strangers were we kissed.

Able bodies slowly turned rank, by liquid poison in their drinks.

A death wish? Long term, maybe so.

Even though they boast of life.

Posted By Josh On 05.08.2013 @ 8:47 am

As I sat there with my fishing pole in hand, I realised that my father was sitting next to me with a pole in his hand. Its been ten years since I spent time with him. With a Honey Brown in his hand he passes it to me, I’m only twelve and he’s sharing a drink with me while we catch bass. The moment is great, than I wake up. and the only thing I see are empty walls. But upon this moment I realise that the moment I just relieved is one I owe back to the world.

Posted By Josh On 05.07.2013 @ 12:10 pm

stories are cool, lame, amazing, thrilling, boring, exciting, scary, lumpy. Stories have a wide range of thoughts

Posted By Josh On 05.06.2013 @ 11:49 am

Lumps are very super cool Lumps are super duper cool and awesome Josh Is Very Super Cool!

Lumps like very cool people Josh is super duper awesome and cool Lumps are the bomb diggity!

Posted By Josh On 05.06.2013 @ 11:45 am

Lumps are very super cool Lumps are super duper cool and awesome Josh Is Very Super Cool!

Posted By Josh On 05.06.2013 @ 11:43 am

It’s life. It’s everything I do and seek to create. Items are things made of matter, personless, with no traits to actually attribute to them. They are things. Things add up in our lives physically, maybe we have a place to put them. Things add up emotionally and we falsely believe they are important.

Posted By Josh On 05.09.2013 @ 8:14 am

Our fire was in the eyes. The magic came sooner than I was ready for. Falling to my knees embarrassingly in the train station, she was embarrassed, looked away. Left me on my knees with the cold concrete burning a cold flame into my now burning embarrassed cheeks, changing everything I imagined in those short seconds. The whistle blew.

Posted By Josh On 05.06.2013 @ 9:09 am

Dissolve is disappearing. Disappearing from something into nothing. From that something everyone has known, into that nothing, black, lonely, nothing…..

Everything dissolves, even us. Everything we do, everything we make, will always, ALWAYS end up to nothing.

Posted By Josh On 05.02.2013 @ 2:55 am

It sat above me with contempt. I was only gardening. I couldn’t imagine what I had done to infuriate this bird so to stalk me wherever I went. At lunch I saw it perched outside on a fence post, when I walked to my cabin as the sun was setting I saw it land on my roof. A long silence passed between as we looked on one another as old friends, a character from another story come to life to remind of what it means to be lost in my own reality.

Posted By Josh On 04.28.2013 @ 8:53 pm

Spasms of fire rocked my body. The ominous crow on the windowsill three houses back, the pickles on the sandwich I had for lunch, her wain smile when I joked about her brother. Images of a life all surprised me in a flash of blinding light that illuminated the hospital room I found myself in.

Posted By Josh On 04.26.2013 @ 11:33 am

bowling is a lame sport, it really requires little to no streingth flexibility or stamina, all of which are key parts in any sport.

Posted By josh On 04.26.2013 @ 6:20 am

In the city where pace is quick my heart beats minutes to the drum of humanity slaving itself for the Lords in their high rises, breathing the oxygenated air of high pompous royalty, stepping into the grit of the masses only short enough for the depressing hot dog on 4th avenue.

Posted By Josh On 04.18.2013 @ 7:47 pm

It’s like geometry and metric. Shapes in centimeters.

Posted By Josh On 04.14.2013 @ 3:16 pm

Where do I fit in

Posted By Josh On 04.14.2013 @ 12:39 am

I am seeing you, as I want to see you, as I imagine you to be. The calling of your scent, your mysteries, brings me into your life like I want to know what it is about. That I want to see you, know you, go through a messy physical and emotional ride that we can share and love our emotions that occur, whether they are ‘bad’ or ‘good’ when really it is just you and me together.

Posted By Josh On 04.13.2013 @ 1:53 pm

I can see the words rolling gracefully off your tongue and past your lips. They look like beautiful colors being spilled haphazardly onto the sheer white page. I try with all my might to decipher what it is you’re trying to tell me, but I can’t hear you over the din in my head. I just can’t bring myself to listen to you anymore.

Posted By Josh On 03.24.2013 @ 2:06 pm

in a circular way we fall back to the center one day into the next like Russian nesting dolls on and on further into the darkness exhausted.

Posted By Josh On 02.16.2013 @ 8:30 pm

I look at the wall/ It blank and white, but I read it. Every crack and fissure, lines where a mason spread plaster onc

Posted By Josh On 02.03.2013 @ 1:30 pm

It must be inevitable that in the future industry will appear as a joke, after humiliating itself it will finally realize its foolishness while reverting back to nature.

Posted By josh On 01.07.2013 @ 10:33 pm

I don’t know what this word means but if you rearrange it you’ll have the word seat, which I’m sitting in, or the word tase, which I hope never happens to me. If I find myself in a situation where I’m going to get tased, I’ve made some bad decisions.

Posted By Josh On 12.20.2012 @ 5:43 am

a place of shelter, something that provides a sense of security, we need it, and we work for it…. a home.

Posted By Josh On 12.06.2012 @ 8:22 pm

Under a tin roof, there is a glint of smoke flowing from the stove. The mice under the stove flee, and the family in the house is trapped. The candles flicker as the smoke thickens, their glow in the gray cloud dims. All is lost, and the spiders know it.

Posted By Josh On 11.27.2012 @ 7:58 pm

Would you ever mention that one thing you were afraid of mentioning? That one story you must keep to yourself, because oh god, if anyone finds out that you mentioned such a thing! What would happen to your self-esteem? It may be a good thing for you to blurt it out. Go ahead, do it. Blurt your mentionings out to the crowd.

Posted By Josh On 11.18.2012 @ 9:21 pm

to learn would be to believe in ones own minds compatibilty to take in memories and thoughts and facts of our future past and poresent. if we are to truly find and discover our inner selves we would be what we are meant to be.

Posted By josh On 02.11.2013 @ 10:26 pm

Such great artwork of the human soul. “By my troth, I care not; a man can die but once; we owe God a death and let it go which way it will, he that dies this year is quit for the next.” - Henry IV, Part 2 by William Shakespeare

Posted By Josh On 02.10.2013 @ 9:03 pm

The ancient is very abstract. No one knows what took place in ancient times but it seems the tendency of people to believe here say about it I.e. religious doctrine is a curable disease.

Posted By Josh On 02.09.2013 @ 10:06 pm

grass. I love the smell that rain leaves. I love it when I go out in the morning and the grass is wet, and the air is chilly. As you walk through the grass your shoes and the hem of your pants are soaked, but who cares.

Posted By Josh On 10.11.2012 @ 11:21 am