"The soul of God is poured into the world through the thoughts of men." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

>no subject on reality<

The TV blares, the computer glares. My heart begins to beat at the pulse of an mp3. It's later and later and tomorrow is early, but the .coms scream for attention. My inbox is empty. My thoughts begin http. I remember the days when html were four random letters. I am a member of that generation, the one that lived on the verge. Willing to jump over if they wanted. Some did. Some couldn't see bottom. Electric lines have begun to become invisible, but my allergies still flare up. Dogs still bark and my nose still itches. All the world is moving by inches and inches. A million flags wave, some only rustle. I dream of a time without poles. There was no need for declaration. No desire for recreation, because all life was a walk in the park. Now I grasp against a work grain. There's nothing new under the sun. But howcome nothing ever seems the same? There's nothing new under the sun, but I think I just got here. You know? When man took his first steps it was down a dead road. The flowers were bright and he could see some strange light. But it all came to chopping down wood and making faster things. For what? do you ask? Of course we do not. If we do, we hear our own cruel voices telling us the obvious truth. There is no light, no long dark tunnel. Instead the path is light and the end dark. You come and you go. Goodbye. Hello. Goodbye once again. But hello. Where once was a face, now some shining bright thing, keeping me up away from a lackluster life, and how how I try, to fix it all with green tea. And I don't want it. The new shoes the grand slams. I don't want to think of a commercial when I look at my feet. I look for a truth, but realize the truth less, when I see that the truth is free. Let me pay! Let me pay! Without green I can't live! Without green I can't live. Without green i can't live. w/o grn i cnt lv. and the trees chop, chop, chop. some father cries. And some manhood dies. but my screen, oh how it shines.

politics

You are a

Social Conservative
(25% permissive)

and an...

Economic Liberal
(36% permissive)

You are best described as a:

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Monday, October 02, 2006

jami says hellooooo autumn

today is monday, and i think this is officially the second weekend of "autumn". this year was my first summer off in so many years... i even had a "back to school" anxiety dream a few nights ago. but i am not heading back to school. in fact, i have no reason to be dreaming such foolish dreams.

i traveled and moved alot over the summer. it sort of seemed like i was going to summer camp. except i never went to summer camp. so i guess, i could be surprised by how unlike summer camp the whole thing is in real life, when its not a movie. im keeping my hopes high. i really want it to be like summer camp damn it.

i watched a re-run of the mtv music awards last night. i really think the new killers single is killer. and this morning i listened to it on their myspace page 100 times.

i think of all the places i have been in the past 8 years and i wonder what the 8 year old me would have thought of it all. knowing where i'd end up going and all.

i dont know what this has to do with the killers.

i just really like the new song.

and i also think the more hair the better.

in fact, i think i might grow a beard to be like brandon. why not?

well, happy end of summer. i hope you all had a good one. or if it was a sort of stressful, hot and humid summer like the one i had, then good riddance!!! and hellooooo autumn. autumn is the new hell yeah.

best friends.

jami.

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Your Political Profile:
Overall: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal
Social Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal
Ethics: 25% Conservative, 75% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal