24 July, 2005

carpool tunnel

maybe i should shut up and listen for an answer. you know? stop this freight train brain of mine... shut down the abstracts and marinate in the absolute. somewhere in the middle there's gotta be some sanity, somewhere. serenity from sitting still and letting it pass.. without a spliff or sniff. this picture in the battery street tunnel was taken a few weeks ago - it has a calming effect on me. i think i'll ACTUALLY print this ONE and quietly cop*a*squat with it... find peace in the light at the end of a twisted tunnel.

14 July, 2005

america eats its young

AMERICA eats its young, but i think she needs to get slim, somebody tell that heffer to excercise her demons and stop chewing on our children so she can reduce her jail celluite... she should get her tummy tucked or something cuz her underbelly's showing..... tell her to release a percentage locked up in the belly of that beast. or sorry, just shoot the staple gun at her 41 times and maybe 19 will stick. she likes dark meat, she's developed a taste for dark meat.... i mean she's been sucking the blood from american's. it's too bad the innocent cons don't have the comedians to clear up the lies, obstruction causes a clog in the system, inmates study law to find a clause in the system, more cops get acquitted and mayor guilliani has the nerve to give applause for the system. she got a MAN sized hunger, so she pulls out a snickers cuz, SNICKER SATISFIES YOU! she'll do anything to satisfy this MAN size hunger... say, sodomize some motherless child and pick his broken manhood from between her teeth with bathroom plungers?

.: photo: liberty @ alki beach ::

07 July, 2005

hotel rwanda

yesterday i watched the movie hotel rwanda, to learn about what lead to the crimes against women in the congo at the hands of cowards hiding in the jungles. i learned of a million plus holocaust... hapening in mid 90's, in my lifetime. i wonder why the world didn't cry out? why did we gawk at the images on the evening news and continue eating our TV dinners? i am anxious when i feel this helpless.... and insignificant. and am in awe how quick history is repeated.. a new shame for each generation? i'm a fierce wind-walking-woman when i wanna be. but right now i want my blankee with the satin edges, and i wanna snuggle with this blind faith of mine.... that there is more good in mankind than there is evil...

my heart for the women in the congo.
my prayers for the people of london.