calmfixup

The Asymmetrical Me

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Doth Kill for PASSion by calmfixup, literature

MMM by calmfixup, literature

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MMM

Mellow Magenta Morning Sunday flowing through silk twisting with the Evergreen trees permeating through my soul as I walk along gracefully sold Energetic atoms fall upon my nose and giggle as they float by- unaware or unaffected that any moment may be their last... The birds chirp melancholy harmony to wake the sleeping life in my hands My eyes wide with contemptious screams yearning for reason when none is needed Sell me, mountain, Sell me Taste the beauty if you can feel it...

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The Sun The Moon As We by calmfixup, literature

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The Sun The Moon As We

The sun The Moon Oh how they laugh at insecurity They tease and taunt and tear the flesh For which some use to breathe In full exchange we see their faces twirling in our Mind What reason What thought Behind their eyes What beckon such a sign? Inhumane says human sight the bridges that they burn On which the other side does hold lessons grave to learn But blame the faulty skys which hold no continuity Never the untrained Erectus mind Who's none to bold to see The face The fault behind the mask where should be placed the blame Instead curse conscious thinkers Who claim sublime and lame So hold your

Never Rest in A Candystore by calmfixup, literature

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Never Rest in A Candystore

"A peanut for a queen..." Through the pinholes in my former self I see a glimmering bolus of sunshine. But the weight of a hefty sorrowed time lies between here and the HEARafter. I long for the joyful past just beyond my grasp. Miniscule thoughts bleed my heart for all it's worth and some it's not... Carmelized memories to see but never taste. Lollypop fantasies, which so haunt my restless mind, are instead my quizzical reward. Every quiet moment another minute amount of sugar absorbs into oblivion. The more I sleep, the more I LOSE. I shall sleep no more!!!

In the Desert Again by calmfixup, literature

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In the Desert Again

Violet skys the rocks lives make mountains; each reaching for the jeweled moon, failing at halflife. Bleached sands fade into the chasms in the horizon the dull peach scream of the dying sun dripping into the scarlet bands of light. Darkness falls. Perfectly jagged yet parallel light rivers, red and white slowing and speeding at intervals whose numbers are strange as the creatures in control. Beautiful water on the face of Zeus!

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el presidente un by calmfixup, literature

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el presidente un

So what...Oscar Acosta is gone...I\'m sad...I\'m not sure if right now is one of my high rambling moments, but I can do ti...I mean it. Screw the ... thing my funny fingers gettin\' mighty tired. Imagine how difficult it must have been for the guy who invented gloves. \"I\'m gonna whomp a baby lamb over the head; decapitate it; skin the thing; and wrap the skin around me hands!\" What poor bastard had to break it to the world that they should wear gloves! What a poor bastard. I wish I was the next person to invent some world-changing device like the glove. I hope I get to present the next catastrophic, magnificant...thing! It has to b

el presidente dos by calmfixup, literature

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el presidente dos

What is life? Is it the interaction of many a different organs and organelles in a constant, repeating cycle? Or is it the interaction between a soul and it\'s creator? Some say we may never know the answer. Some say that monkeys steal their underwear while they\'re asleep. I think what this says about humans is that we will never, EVER be able to truly trust anyone, ever. Now I\'m not trying to be one of those anti-social, \"I hate everbody\" types, (well, actually, I DO hate everybody, but I have a reason for every last one of you bastards!!!) but when you think about it, how can you ever really tell when someone is telling the truth?

el presidente tres by calmfixup, literature

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el presidente tres

Tradgey is the greatest comedy...Until it happens to you. Most Humans say that you should think about what you say, before you say it. I wonder if they thought about that statement before they said it. Personally, I don\'t believe in that theory. It seems a little stupid to me. Which is probably the reason I\'ll say just about anything. Who else would say that it is illegal to fuck statues of Jesus Christo, but only in Indiana? Well I just did, and I don\'t mean that I just wrote it- I mean I actually said it outloud. I guess that took some prior thought, so I guess we ALL abide to that theory; I personally don\'t use my conscie

The Shepard by calmfixup, literature

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The Shepard

I ask over and over Again and again Who strides not in footstep O\'er pride nor pain When commencement of thought Into which was first plain Do the wise nary follow Again and Again? The chosen here lie In quiescense; not wait For the one who is chosen For choosing our Fate Far in thou path Yet not long in his gait None thought fall in malice, nor selfish nor Hate But Alas! How long \'till he\'s felled to the ground By the Malice And Serpent That does slither abound Will his mind in it\'s fog Keep strong to it\'s Rate With contempt for the strength To which he must heed Will in his great journey such strength serve nee

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marble one red by kountrklchr, literature

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marble one red

i spin like that one red marble, who screamed across hundreds of rings scratched in hardpack earth. that old destroyer, dreadnought and terror of dust seas i saw her a pirate frigate, who'd knock any glassy aside a planet who ripped through solar systems with total disregard for hurt knuckles or broken hearts. who bled and kept bleeding, jesu christo of the schoolyard boys whose's collections all repented for my tigereyes and galaxies theyd all wanted that one marble. my titus tyrant rex, defender of the Faith, because i told them, before it was mine, it was the glass battle eye of a barbary turk. that's what it told me, an

Graffitti by fae, literature

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Graffitti

GRAFFITTI - 11.4.2003 The seasons dance In a melancholy waltz Fingertips engraved names with kisses On the oak walls of my heart Leaving traces of who I used to be On the forgotten lines between I used to sit and reminisce Fate, in its irony, makes me the fool now A marionette in my own dark masterpeice I used to answer The bottled letters That drifted to the shores of my soul But now, I collect broken glass And wish for the right question to ask Tiled walls littered with my black graffitti Close me inside a tainted room As I exhale ebony smoke And scribble answers on the stark white porcelain I can't help but w

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Flesh Wound by jeskellington, literature

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Flesh Wound

A man decided to go out, Despite a mean case of the gout. And when his feet began to swell, He gave a cry, screamed bloody hell. And when the man screamed bloody hell The church's reverend rang the bell And with the bell came angels singing And hunters, too, for the chance at winging New-wing'd angels wielding swords Sharper than the sharpest words And with these swords the angels cut The canc'rous growths from a sick man's gut And when the growths dropped to the ground The took the shape of a monst'rous hound A hound with teeth of the whitest white And eyes that exuded feral might And when that hound caught angel-scent He wa

The lie of culture by gonzocultured, literature

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The lie of culture

I chased her on a summer day. I melted in warmth As culture slipped away. Her lines weren't cheap And she's no true friend. Though through her eyes While weight was lifted Out of me I came to see Plain as day Evil cancer In the games And ties robotic herds live day to day. Truly wasted lives Set in anguish Far from realised. Abused unknowingly By their trips in society. The safety of complacency Mainlining the drug of place Sat in little pictures Material pride stitched in mind And face. The wolves who tend As masked best friends Howl silent barks From a smiling face Noone hears the growls that nail

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Current Residence: Where do I live?!
Favourite genre of music: The kind of music I listen to.
Favourite photographer: MYSELF OF COURSE...OR AM I!?
Favourite style of art: The stuff with the thingies.
Operating System: Shit-Kicker 2003
MP3 player of choice: Ooooohhhh, ya know.
Shell of choice: Abalone
Wallpaper of choice: I like paint on my walls.
Skin of choice: A mix of pink and brown.
Favourite cartoon character: Homer Simpson...DOH!
Personal Quote: AAAAHHHHH, COBRAS!!! (wait i didn't say that)

Favourite Visual Artist

That bum who lives off of 48th Street!

Favourite Writers

Poe, Hunter S. Thompson

Favourite Games

Hop-Scotch

Favourite Gaming Platform

Cement of course!!!

Tools of the Trade

Fingers...and my tounge when I'm bored!

Other Interests

Drugs, monkeys, cheese.

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calmfixup

Jun 12, 2014

Devious Journal Entry

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I should probably begin this by apologizing.  Most of this old stuff is utter CRAP.  Then again, I was 15/16 when I wrote it, so really...what did you expect.  I went ahead and deleted the offensive stuff (well most of it), as I plan to start posting poetry on here again.   So in the last decade, I haven't accomplished much.  I'm a musician as I was then, albeit a much better one.  I got some schooling in me, but alas, I'm a college dropout.  From filmmaking, to video game programming, to neuroscience, I learned much.  Unfortunately, I'm not sure I was ever cut out for school.  In fact, I'm not really sure I was ever cut out for anything.  W

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calmfixup

Sep 20, 2003

fuck

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Aug 14, 2003

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Coolest Fucking People In the World ~gonzocultured (https://www.deviantart.com/gonzocultured) :iconsugarmagnolia420: :iconkountrklchr: :iconsuni-c: :icondoxa9k: :iconcountessa: Other Really Cool Fucking People :iconrudepunkgurly: :iconjeskellington: :iconfloydians: :iconnightmandl: :iconwernstrum: