i went to on deck skateshop in an industrial part of town today. took me 5 huours to get there and back only to discover (yes after) after i had purchased a pair of shoes that they didn't fit. Though convinced that they would simply break in eventually.. now my feet are splintered and hurting.. and tomorrow my day will consist of going back to this timbuck fucking two to return them, fun huh!
by the way tomorrow is Sunday and so is the bus service. ;)

VOYNICH MANUSCRIPT

NO ONE has been able to read what is known as "the most mysterious manuscript in the world" - this despite being the focus of intense scholarship. The medieval manuscript first came to the attention of researchers around 1920 after it was discovered in an old chest in a Jesuit collage in Italy. It was later purchased by an American dealer in rare books by the name of Wilfred Voynich and its 204 pages have been one hell of a puzzle every since. Besides having pages written in no known language, the manuscript includes a series of bizarre drawings. These are astronomical diagrams, female nudes in a bath of sorts, and drawings of colorful plants the likes of which have never been identified. In short, the illustrations are as mysterious as the enigmatic script. Some of them may be microscopic depictions of spermatozoa or drawings of the spiral galaxy of the Andromeda nebula as viewed through a telescope.

Some believe the VMS to be the work of Roger Bacon, while others claim that it was once in the library of the Elizabethan magician, Dr. John Dee.

URIEL'S MACHINE

The authors of "The Hiram Key" have written another fascinating book in which they hypothesize that an advanced prehistoric civilization in the British Isles (who they identify as the "Grooved Ware People") - those responsible for Stonehenge and other megalithic structures, may have been the founders of civilization in various parts of the globe including Sumer. Realizing that fragments of a comet will strike the earth creating a global cataclysm, the megalithic people set out to teach others their megalithic astronomy, mathematics, standard of measurements, etc. in order to both warn of the cometary impact and preserve their science in the event of a global catastrophe. It was a member of these megalithic people, the angel Uriel who taught these sciences to Enoch, the great grandfather of Noah, as it is recorded in "The Book of Enoch" and preserved in the rites and traditions of Freemasonry.

That was an odd tremor....post. I've just recieved... enough to make me wither and fly all at the same time. Perhaps not my friends but we will try, wont we.
So now that Holly is gone for an extended period of time i guess i will consort with you.. do you mind the word consort.. to be my, consortist. Like mercutio was with Romeo. But i know Mercutio wasn't happy with the word... so, are you

bring in closer the night that tells tales and whispers meloncolly in infinite verses all set to make your soul ache for more and why not ever less?.. you say you wanted everything other than the pain you saw once when you were young..so now in control of your own destiny... what do you want?
i'm sorry did i pose a threatening question to a deflated steem. sensitize anything but that sweet fragile mind..no!? your stronger than that, they all say.
" no, i've seen mistakes made by all of same and none together"
" were not. some are better than others..
remember that and you won't see past your arm. now go, be rid of the conception that you are apart of the race.. your not if you don't want to be"

Stop making that big face.................... calgary and her wondress ballads, screaming at the top of their lungs.

All fainted words would have heart meaning, heart saying yestruth heart spoken.(voice and reality) have always come to the frays in diseray-as to who should speak, both alwayshand inhand and so always very weak.
But to her, speech would be as real as the wordsi lay before me! No falisies or mis-impressions.
I see her. I am a being to her.none of the mates kind but stronger in all unfathomed theorieless glory, we would be stars to eyes who'venever known otherwise! the epitamy of everything though and never said., written out of fear and -here- out of love's abandonment to everything other tan itself.
My body for you it would have meaning again. I would die next to her because of us, linger away all XXIst centuries conciousness. I don't live in it anymore, but in the recess of a pieced together soul - good enoughto endure teh wait made to die and break in love's wake.

---how sweet her words on lips i've never seen yet always been. all sanity real possessed or never wanted.
I'll find her soul is ours, I'll find hernearer than far.

pretentious..nothings.
I saw a movie, it changed evert\ything. it always did. inside, whynot. my views are not those of the many... i choose. what i say through lips that also pray.
put the pistol to my chest and pull the triiger just to see me bleed, watch me bleed a crimson once empowered and trusted in me. oh, no, humanity. i see what i wish... you her what you see... whatever perplexed image cannot be, i am not you and you, not me.
so who's to say whats right and wrongin -this world. what i percieve is truth, this -is- what i believe. no questions please/
so the girl i saw todaygave another reason to pray.. that my sould was both night, and day.
someone without sight to see the side of me that's day...... see in me a being that only nightsdevine would smile. poetry and written magic not for all the kindly masses .. i dont know who they are, only exist in dreams persay.persay what? kind fool, oh... did i hear a wound when touched upon your skin my flagerrant taste or was that just opinion rising in the thin air. that sweet, thin air we've tried so hard to be discreet. no, no opinions , not from you.. we'll give all a voice put partly out of skew.
i'm not talking of teh ones with an idea that would benefit teh world, hide there talents . but of the ones with split tongues ones who create the reason for just fights,that give us reasons to bite and scrawl onto our bellies love and hatred of all kind.
partisan citizen.. liar fucks and evil twins.. you are the double face you hate you are the extra push this race.
the one that puts usver its edge.
ever think you push too hard... vile unsubmissive fucks..... i hand to you in styles of need a hatred for you as strong as love.

..worm viruses all attack our protected domains..firewalls and catcalls, demon-strations by seperate factions. Do you worry or even care, does it bother you that the world is scared???
Doesn't much to this nomadic flick if the world fell from the sky it's built.
Fight Club does blow an image of Corporations coming down from all directions, but not a frown. Only from those with plenty too lose, plenty of paper money and numbers to lose. Oh dear, oh fuck.. who gives a SHIT.. not this nomadic mouth ;)

for holly steps lightly on my soul...

full of the sounds that have created me
Dreaming in the backround where the doves lose control.
though i never wish those i don't regret,
the backround music of my soul.