Life is less than or equal to Death

Everyone hates bad news.  Hearing that Chris Platz died was definitely bad news.  Everything that I had heard about him seemed so positive: he was figuring out his life, he was living for his son, he did well in school, he was doing something with the Navy.  Rest In Peace Chris.  Maybe you will still find what you were looking for.

How do you follow that up with anything else?  Inception, or as like to call it Contraception, was an outstanding fucking movie.  Seriously awesome.  I am huge about insight and the depths of the mind and what they did in that movie was awesome.  The whole bit where they never had a beginning to any situation was also sweet.  It just jumped right in every time.

I'm not much for reading dreams or what they mean, but I do like the fact that our subconscious can do so much more.  I believe it too.

Poem:  The first bit of this was written in May, but I was able to finish it today.

Impasse Jade

I’m alarmed my muse may have become a siren,

Beautiful inspiration leading me to rocky shores.
Tranquility in her violent temptation.

Jade’s soothing voice has me begging for more.

She has me red lining from third to fourth.

Adrenaline pumping, disrupting the law.

My normalcy is a maze lost in its source.

The muse captivating me through faux pas.

Driven to satisfy all of her wants and needs;

To quench the lust in all she desires.

I am longing to cream or bleed.

Forced to follow and never tire.

I’m alarmed that I am treading on glass

While Jade floats on just out of my reach.

The road has bent toward the scary pass.

My life is draining.  My muse is a leach.

7/18/2010

... Of the Day

Just thinking about it.  I believe you could get cut short on your massage therapy session if you informed them of your massive knot that needs to be rubbed out.  Then again, what if the masseuse did it?