Cut Loose

2004-04-04T14:01:00.000-07:00

without a moments notice, money will lose it's worth, That thing that drives us is driving to a crash

2004-03-31T23:45:00.001-08:00

Outside the thinkbox is a wonderous world where I would like to live
Maybe for a small bit, give me time there that is all i want
and I would pay
with every regret ive ever made

2004-03-31T19:00:00.000-08:00

I lie down on my couch and look up at what van gogh did - starry night - I see his brush and his touch.
With each stroke, his agony suffering through an inspirational state of depression. I am sorry for him. We both know that art is nothing more than a sporadic release of our most annoyed conscience that is pressured to deliver. The paintings didn't make him happy, because the things that drive us to cut off our ears are more subsisting. we will pick up later.

2004-03-29T21:27:00.000-08:00

"This tea is not sweetned!" she exclaimed, "And I put ten packs of sugar, well stirred..."
"I'm sorry miss" he replied, "But all your sugar is at the bottom."