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    Mood: The Usual

    It's so sexual - the way it moves me. I've become this little pile of shit that doesn't even steam when it's cold. No energy to spare -

    nah, none at all.

    Photographs can't even pierce this invisible memory, this invisible reflection of self. It's all fucking gone.

    It started to make sense for a short while, and then it finally happened. Self doubt riddled with confirmation that no doubt could possibly exist - and yet I found a way to even let that go.

    Now I just sleep - drugged, of course, to the point that only the rapid flushing of chemicals will jolt me awake long enough to replenish the empty reserves to sleep further.

    Maybe I can sleep myself into consciousness (is that even possible?)

    God she makes me want to hurt everything around me to break out of this state of false sleep; to bring myself to something that might even carry with it a shade of familiarity.

    It's like a body decomposed and unleashed its filth into the soil, creating the perfect home for any self respecting man to bury himself. Now I want out but I find myself becoming this diseased, wretched life - or is it becoming me? Regardless, it ain't me that wants to hurt you~

    Oh well, perhaps I'll lay down and create a fantasy where this actually makes sense; where I won't wake up tomorrow and repeat this day again -

    and again -

    and again.

    ...Created 2009-06-13 04:22:28

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    Mood: The Usual

    Fuck it

    ...Created 2008-08-05 13:56:24

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    Mood: The Usual

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    ...Created 2008-08-05 13:56:15

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    Mood: The Usual

    Going to be a dad.

    ...Created 2008-07-17 16:40:02

    dotsJournal: Onwarddots
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    Mood: The Usual

    Take from me, this world cast unto
    Free me from this hell you put me through
    Now it's time that I said goodbye,
    I'm leaving this world for good tonight
    So long love, it's the end of us
    Hope for me has passed before my eyes

    And I know,
    I'll end up as something time forgot and left behind
    And I'd try,
    To run so far your image would drop from my sight
    But I know,
    The memories that I'd leave behind would never die
    So I won't...

    I've got this picture clenched to my chest
    I can't believe it's gonna end like this
    I've seen this moment a thousand ways,
    I'm turning my back to this town today
    I'll part from you with a faceless kiss
    And greet the with open arms,
    These things I'll always miss

    And I know,
    I'll end up as something time forgot and left behind
    And I'd try,
    To run so far your image would drop from my sight
    But I know,
    The memories that I'd leave behind would never die
    So I won't...
    So I won't...
    No...

    I will never die!

    Onward!

    ...Created 2008-05-17 02:15:29

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    Mood: The Usual

    With a blind eye to the sun,
    A deaf ear between your words,
    And my care...

    With a broken neck holding the head,
    Crushed shoulders holding the weight,
    Of your dumbass...

    With the echoes of promises shattered,
    A wretched finger pointed at you,
    Fuck the world

    With everything left of me that I am,
    I've shed the remains of you,
    For us


    ...Created 2008-03-10 03:44:23

    dotsJournal: Invisible Mandots
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    Mood: The Usual

    The invisible man sees the sun in the morning
    (This is another day)
    And he knows he exists from the shadow he's forming
    (Sun don't go away)
    And off to the west he sees storm clouds coming
    (Clouds will block the sun)
    His shadow is fading, there's no use in running
    (Rains on everyone)

    He says it's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, Take his hand
    Leave some room in your heart for the invisible man

    Now he's out in the back yard, the rain pouring down
    With his head tilted back, is he trying to drown?
    Well his eyes are closed but his heart's open wide
    Taking more of this sweet world he needs deep inside

    Yeah it's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, take his hand
    And leave some room in your heart for the invisible man

    The invisible man is now shaking with laughter
    He heard a T.V. sermon about the hereafter
    And he pictures a heaven of unseen souls
    And the form of this one man that no body knows...

    Yes, It's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, take his hand
    Leave some room in your heart for the invisible man.

    ...Created 2008-02-22 23:03:43

    dotsJournal: Invisible Mandots
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    Mood: Relaxing

    By Darrell Scott

    The invisible man sees the sun in the morning
    (This is another day)
    And he knows he exists from the shadow he's forming
    (Sun don't go away)
    And off to the west he sees storm clouds coming
    (Clouds will block the sun)
    His shadow is fading, there's no use in running
    (Rains on everyone)

    He says it's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, Take his hand
    Leave some world in your heart for the invisible man

    Now he's out in the back yard, the rain pouring down
    With his head tilted back, is he trying to drown?
    Well his eyes are closed but his heart's open wide
    Taking more of this sweet world he needs deep inside

    Yeah it's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, take his hand
    And leave some room in your heart for the invisible man

    The invisible man is now shaking with laughter
    He heard a T.V. sermon about the hereafter
    And he pictures a heaven of unseen souls
    And the form of this one man that no body knows...

    Yes, It's hard to live free
    Full of light in a dark world that no one can see
    Lord above, take his hand
    Leave some room in your heart for the invisible man.






    ...Created 2008-02-22 23:01:43

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    Mood: In Search of Life.

    What a desolate place this is.

    I see nothing. Empty streets filled with the corpses of a thousand unrealized dreams. Goals that failed before they could be presented to the mind.

    Under this bridge there lies corruption. Or maybe the finest moment us humans could ever hope to live. The act of reproduction without the intent. Oh, what a glorious hope of satisfaction this is. Too bad it will be their ends.

    What gives life brings with it a disease. A cure is an afterthought as it eats away at everything we are. I walk these streets and stare into the blank eyes of many a walking-dead being. I see nothing but a lack of concern for what's outside of their zone.

    Stay inside your circle!

    Nothing can touch you there, I know. Nothing will penetrate your shell of lack-of-willingness to know.

    The truth is there if you wish to find it. I'm still searching for the rebels. The band that will stand up and fight against this pretentious disease. This fate that barely qualifies.

    Yes, under this bridge... in this desolate city I seek a revolution. A revolution against the way we've programmed life. A revolution against ourselves.

    I want to kill us all.

    I think we could do better.

    ...Created 2007-12-24 02:05:32

    dotsJournal: I'm Around.dots
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    Mood: The Usual

    It's been a long time. The guys, the band, well we've finally gotten to where we are. Things have been a stand still lately. I don't want them to be, but I can't force myself to feel right about something that feels wrong. The three of us feel right me. I like what we create. I like that we're all very different people. I think right now all of us are living our lives our own way, and I think it's the best thing we could be doing right now. Pieces will fall together when the timing is right. That's the way that life seems to work out for me.

    We've been short a drummer for a long time. We've had opportunities with a few, but they just haven't felt right to me. I hope the other guys know that I'm still enthused about this band and that I don't plan on giving up, but it takes a certain something to motivate me, and the people that we've met so far have not done that. However, I'm confident that soon enough we will find someone that drives me. Someone that makes me want to do what I do better. Someone that makes me fall in love with music again.

    As of now, I'm content. My life is O.K. I do still write a lot, I just don't share it all that often anymore. At least not my 'babies.' I have some things are very special to me that I keep secret and hidden away until they're perfect. And until they have the perfect music to back them up. In the mean time, I'll start sharing the things that I write once again so you all can rip them apart and tell me how much I suck ass! ;)

    In all seriousness, I hope that people realize I'm still very excited about our project, but I cannot force myself to do it with people that make me unhappy. Things will happen. I know they will. And in the meantime, I do believe I'll start sharing some of the things that I've been writing. Only certain ones though. I don't want to say the 'bad' ones, but they aren't the ones that I care about as if they were loved ones. But one day, one day you'll 'hear' them (hopefully).

    ...Created 2007-11-16 17:51:18

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    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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