I burned my hair on the stove.
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Saturday, August 17, 2013
Creation (story outline)
This was a dramatization of a dream.
I was at a deep forest university Lots of going to class, meeting neighbors, fucking around, andrej was there, I started doing well in school, at one point some scandal almost hit (underage girl threatening to tell cops that guy she crushes on took child porn of her and outs it on his phone with an apk she secretly installs when he's not looking bc they were friends before this), I joined drama dpmt and put on shows.
The forest is a little creepy though. Weird shit starts happening. In one building the lights get fucked up. Someone disappears into the forest. The laboratories are all super high class. Seems like weird govt shit. Someone gets chastised for fighting in a lab, not for fighting, but because it's in the geological division. Lots of self harm accidents. Blindings a lot.
There's also a weird door like tree outside their house.
Then one day main guy, day after he finished exams, day of andrej and neighbor guy and girl's exam (they're brother and sister), they're at a friend's house, small party. Friend is a bit creepy, he's been seen by audience at most of the self harm. He's part cyborg, he starts talking about how they've managed to get a gas in light bulbs to get into an excited state and start getting an electron flow in the shape of the soundwave of nearby voices through electromagnetism, and it's a really weird low energy config that jumps causes it's own magnetic field I.e. it's self propogating. But you can control the intensity. And it resonates to people's soyndwave at the origin and presumed endpoint. Distinct color too. And main guy makes immediate possible application for data transmission and secret voice chat cause it's just passing theough light bulbs. Cyborg seems annoyed. Hostess (some blond bitch) takes out her own laser based on the gas, main character worries about effect of high powered laser with no eye protection, fun fun until she starts pointing it at a reflective object that ends up back at her eyes. She starts burning, but everyone is like Yolo chill cause theyre not been acting normal except for main char and friends. They start freaking oit, cyborg is smiling. Main guy tackles her and her eyes are like burnt out and skin is melting. She says take care, main guy and friends are freaked the fuck out. They dip into their car.
SO they're all driving, and start paasing by all these people on the side of the road looking weird and doing weird shit and asking them to pull over. Main guy tells em to drive on. Then they hit one cause he won't move to the side. It's someone they know from the Institute (it was scott from ib for me) and theyre like wtf mate is this a cult? One of friends (matt?) Wants to pull over and help them, mainy says no they're dangerous. They're blockaded. Mainy says to go around a pickup in the middle of the road, they do, but pick up starts up and rams them. They're in this intense little chase then they have to cross a river, and the river is the same colour as the laser/light resonance color and quick viscous. And their car gets stuck. And another friend they're with goes to push car up an out of weird orange ditch thing. He kinda zones out. Mainy goes outside and sees everything is orange tinted a little... w.e he goes, pushes car up, tries to move friend but he wont budge. They try calling 911 but nothings going through. They start driving, cause cultists start running as theyre picking him up and yell we'll be back. Rift forms bw matt and mainy bc they left him. They see a cell tower get dropped and weird sounds come from the forest. They get back to the house/loft. Matt and mainy fight a bit, matt comes up with an idea to mount a couple lawn mowers around the car, hook up an extended gas tank in the trunk with a crude pump, gascans, and piping, so he can connect the lawnmowers to a car plug and run the engine long enough until they get out. Mainy says it'll never work, the cyborg MUST be involved. He goes out. Matt gets sad and starts playing ps3 while sister watches. Sister says he's being an idiot. They have a discussion and sister's shown to be capable. Horde starts coming from the front.
Mainy went out the back and is now standing in front of the weird tree with markings and holes.
Hole is like
[ ] [ ]
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On each side, with large squre jutting and flat surface for most of it. It's only one side of the tree, side facing the facility.
Tree starts talking to mainy. Almost like a person is in the tree. Starts talking about how gods have really been mortals with special connection, resonance, to either the smaller dimensions or dsrk energy or higher power. How they're born sometimes.
This tree is one such being but it cant do much bc it's a tree. The cats and wolves and shit in ancient egyot, same way. Norse gods and polar bears (frost giants), same way. And they've been looking for someone, bennet, they didn't know who it was really, could be any culture, cuz they only have a sound to go on. And mainys name is bennet. And he says so im a god? And tree says could be. You're connected is all. He starts making all these connections that the resonance is a connwction with the energy and the cyborg has discovered this it's what's powering him and he's been experimenting with the populace of the campus. At this moment matt walks by and mainy is zoned out in front of the tree and talking about his theories. He listens a bit, then highfives the "dude in the tree" and continues gathering supplies for his jeep-o-death. Sister has been holding horde off at a choke point valiantly. As she does slow motion chops she's seeing their eyes have a super orange glow, same as laser, she flashbacks, etc, she thinks oh shit they're a cult of that weird energy thing and did some stupid voodoo shit.
As matt is setting up he thinks of how the govt labs are all wwird and they wheel out bodies what if the energy mainy was talking about was true, they did wheel out body bags a lot (called em cadavers, but what if...) and thinks the govt swt up some super energy infusion super human program and the failed subjects were dumped and they rise up like zombies and shit.
Sister runs to the roof with huge supply of ammo, killing more horde at chokepoint. Yells to matt go get help, go get the army, fbi, somebody. Matt tearfully leaves. As he's leaving mainy opens eyes, his eyes are orange. But he's super focused. He runs into the forest with some epic jump in the trees.
-Pejman
I was at a deep forest university Lots of going to class, meeting neighbors, fucking around, andrej was there, I started doing well in school, at one point some scandal almost hit (underage girl threatening to tell cops that guy she crushes on took child porn of her and outs it on his phone with an apk she secretly installs when he's not looking bc they were friends before this), I joined drama dpmt and put on shows.
The forest is a little creepy though. Weird shit starts happening. In one building the lights get fucked up. Someone disappears into the forest. The laboratories are all super high class. Seems like weird govt shit. Someone gets chastised for fighting in a lab, not for fighting, but because it's in the geological division. Lots of self harm accidents. Blindings a lot.
There's also a weird door like tree outside their house.
Then one day main guy, day after he finished exams, day of andrej and neighbor guy and girl's exam (they're brother and sister), they're at a friend's house, small party. Friend is a bit creepy, he's been seen by audience at most of the self harm. He's part cyborg, he starts talking about how they've managed to get a gas in light bulbs to get into an excited state and start getting an electron flow in the shape of the soundwave of nearby voices through electromagnetism, and it's a really weird low energy config that jumps causes it's own magnetic field I.e. it's self propogating. But you can control the intensity. And it resonates to people's soyndwave at the origin and presumed endpoint. Distinct color too. And main guy makes immediate possible application for data transmission and secret voice chat cause it's just passing theough light bulbs. Cyborg seems annoyed. Hostess (some blond bitch) takes out her own laser based on the gas, main character worries about effect of high powered laser with no eye protection, fun fun until she starts pointing it at a reflective object that ends up back at her eyes. She starts burning, but everyone is like Yolo chill cause theyre not been acting normal except for main char and friends. They start freaking oit, cyborg is smiling. Main guy tackles her and her eyes are like burnt out and skin is melting. She says take care, main guy and friends are freaked the fuck out. They dip into their car.
SO they're all driving, and start paasing by all these people on the side of the road looking weird and doing weird shit and asking them to pull over. Main guy tells em to drive on. Then they hit one cause he won't move to the side. It's someone they know from the Institute (it was scott from ib for me) and theyre like wtf mate is this a cult? One of friends (matt?) Wants to pull over and help them, mainy says no they're dangerous. They're blockaded. Mainy says to go around a pickup in the middle of the road, they do, but pick up starts up and rams them. They're in this intense little chase then they have to cross a river, and the river is the same colour as the laser/light resonance color and quick viscous. And their car gets stuck. And another friend they're with goes to push car up an out of weird orange ditch thing. He kinda zones out. Mainy goes outside and sees everything is orange tinted a little... w.e he goes, pushes car up, tries to move friend but he wont budge. They try calling 911 but nothings going through. They start driving, cause cultists start running as theyre picking him up and yell we'll be back. Rift forms bw matt and mainy bc they left him. They see a cell tower get dropped and weird sounds come from the forest. They get back to the house/loft. Matt and mainy fight a bit, matt comes up with an idea to mount a couple lawn mowers around the car, hook up an extended gas tank in the trunk with a crude pump, gascans, and piping, so he can connect the lawnmowers to a car plug and run the engine long enough until they get out. Mainy says it'll never work, the cyborg MUST be involved. He goes out. Matt gets sad and starts playing ps3 while sister watches. Sister says he's being an idiot. They have a discussion and sister's shown to be capable. Horde starts coming from the front.
Mainy went out the back and is now standing in front of the weird tree with markings and holes.
Hole is like
[ ] [ ]
[ ] [ ] [ ]
On each side, with large squre jutting and flat surface for most of it. It's only one side of the tree, side facing the facility.
Tree starts talking to mainy. Almost like a person is in the tree. Starts talking about how gods have really been mortals with special connection, resonance, to either the smaller dimensions or dsrk energy or higher power. How they're born sometimes.
This tree is one such being but it cant do much bc it's a tree. The cats and wolves and shit in ancient egyot, same way. Norse gods and polar bears (frost giants), same way. And they've been looking for someone, bennet, they didn't know who it was really, could be any culture, cuz they only have a sound to go on. And mainys name is bennet. And he says so im a god? And tree says could be. You're connected is all. He starts making all these connections that the resonance is a connwction with the energy and the cyborg has discovered this it's what's powering him and he's been experimenting with the populace of the campus. At this moment matt walks by and mainy is zoned out in front of the tree and talking about his theories. He listens a bit, then highfives the "dude in the tree" and continues gathering supplies for his jeep-o-death. Sister has been holding horde off at a choke point valiantly. As she does slow motion chops she's seeing their eyes have a super orange glow, same as laser, she flashbacks, etc, she thinks oh shit they're a cult of that weird energy thing and did some stupid voodoo shit.
As matt is setting up he thinks of how the govt labs are all wwird and they wheel out bodies what if the energy mainy was talking about was true, they did wheel out body bags a lot (called em cadavers, but what if...) and thinks the govt swt up some super energy infusion super human program and the failed subjects were dumped and they rise up like zombies and shit.
Sister runs to the roof with huge supply of ammo, killing more horde at chokepoint. Yells to matt go get help, go get the army, fbi, somebody. Matt tearfully leaves. As he's leaving mainy opens eyes, his eyes are orange. But he's super focused. He runs into the forest with some epic jump in the trees.
-Pejman
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Poem: Fading
1 year
2 years
3 years
4 years
Slowly I forget
How long I've been changing
Who was I
And where will I end up
My entity is confused
My peach is bruised
But it lost the fuzz
At the same time the branch was cut
Replant it, they taught
As if death comes back with water and mulch
Standing
again
against these winds
Watching the cliff
Fall down before me
So far down
The rocks broke so far down
Will I?
- Peter
Poem: Car Die Pem
Carpe diem
Carpe diem
Carpe diem
With a splatter of paint
And a knife through the heart
A bit melted chocolate
Dipped into easily
Carpe diem
Carpe diem
Carpe diem
Ask them a question
Talk on the train
Look up and smile
Slap that asshole
Carpe diem
Carpe die
Carp
- Peter
Poem: Utilities
I sit again and think
Interrupted by the sharp knife of
Sweet words and affection
Take a sledgehammer why don't you
And tear down this wall Mr. Gorbachev
My own personal ideological dichotomy
And an overt and overly
Developed sense of vanity
So what thoughts are before me
What do you see that I see
When can we live as we breathe
Never.
Soon.
Eventually.
But because of extremity.
Are you sure?
Perhaps.
No.
Of course.
Battle, battle, little mason jar bugs
And don't question the spoon that brought this
And don't question who shook the jar
- Peter
Interrupted by the sharp knife of
Sweet words and affection
Take a sledgehammer why don't you
And tear down this wall Mr. Gorbachev
My own personal ideological dichotomy
And an overt and overly
Developed sense of vanity
So what thoughts are before me
What do you see that I see
When can we live as we breathe
Never.
Soon.
Eventually.
But because of extremity.
Are you sure?
Perhaps.
No.
Of course.
Battle, battle, little mason jar bugs
And don't question the spoon that brought this
And don't question who shook the jar
- Peter
Poem: Red Lines
Jesus Christ
If I had a dime for ever smile on these faces
These countless faces
I'd be a 5 cent whore
- Peter
If I had a dime for ever smile on these faces
These countless faces
I'd be a 5 cent whore
- Peter
Poem: Cabbage With a Hint of Skunk
I smell this smell whenever I come here
I know they smell it too
That reek of piss and grime and
Sadness
That desperation for nickels and dimes to
breath new life into forgotten
balloons and mothy suits
I know they smell it too
That reek of piss and grime and
Sadness
That desperation for nickels and dimes to
breath new life into forgotten
balloons and mothy suits
She smells it too
I know it
A flowered skirt and large sunglasses
That are just
Reflective black veils for other faces
Pump up shoes
Step over the chewing gum
As you walk into that Starbucks.
I know it
A flowered skirt and large sunglasses
That are just
Reflective black veils for other faces
Pump up shoes
Step over the chewing gum
As you walk into that Starbucks.
Two bright eyes in the darkness
The tunnel of sparceness
And brand spanking new chrome
We all wanted
No more smell
Of lower class hell
Just air conditioning
with automated bells
New red seats
Judgemental feet
Packed Hilfiger bags
And bamboo thread sheets.
So soft
Like sleeping on a cloud
So soft and silky
It holds you like your mother never could
Just let your troubles drift away
Wash all your problems down the drain
- Peter
The tunnel of sparceness
And brand spanking new chrome
We all wanted
No more smell
Of lower class hell
Just air conditioning
with automated bells
New red seats
Judgemental feet
Packed Hilfiger bags
And bamboo thread sheets.
So soft
Like sleeping on a cloud
So soft and silky
It holds you like your mother never could
Just let your troubles drift away
Wash all your problems down the drain
- Peter
Poem: Post-Modern Prayer
Such giant structures we have
The business sector
The heart of the city
Where the heartless see those in want
Of love
Of security
Where do these workers go
Where do they live
Glass and concrete make their
Visual feats of
Patterns that reach into the sky
And stab god
A standing monument to Gaia conquered
But where are the men who the bricks up by hand and hung on for dear life at breakneck winds while sitting on the throne of eagles
Does that sense of pride
Run through their spine
And brighten their eyes
As they walk by?
Or was it just a job
Another job.
Laying down brick and mortar
Of idols and gods
- Peter
The business sector
The heart of the city
Where the heartless see those in want
Of love
Of security
Where do these workers go
Where do they live
Glass and concrete make their
Visual feats of
Patterns that reach into the sky
And stab god
A standing monument to Gaia conquered
But where are the men who the bricks up by hand and hung on for dear life at breakneck winds while sitting on the throne of eagles
Does that sense of pride
Run through their spine
And brighten their eyes
As they walk by?
Or was it just a job
Another job.
Laying down brick and mortar
Of idols and gods
- Peter
Saturday, June 8, 2013
Poem: Short Words
A mistake
I can't face
I just pace
And embrace
This tingling in my heart
This anger that gets shot
Every I hear
Vibrations or see dots
Popping
On my
Screen
Notify me
This no dream
The air thick and heavy
Creamy creamy,
Ladle levy,
Hold back the chevy.
I can't face
I just pace
And embrace
This tingling in my heart
This anger that gets shot
Every I hear
Vibrations or see dots
Popping
On my
Screen
Notify me
This no dream
The air thick and heavy
Creamy creamy,
Ladle levy,
Hold back the chevy.
Roll down the cliffside. There'll be explosions, it's cool.
~ Peter
Monday, April 29, 2013
Poem: Sandstone
Sense is a feeling a touch
A memory you know yet forgot
you sense and logic great weaves and webs
who will they save when tempest hurls you off the ledge?
None but the readers
- Peter
A memory you know yet forgot
you sense and logic great weaves and webs
who will they save when tempest hurls you off the ledge?
None but the readers
- Peter
Poem: A Myriad Of Monotomy
Come find
come take
come see
come make
come do
come love
come grow
come take responsibility once more
come raise
come work
come help
come greave
come leave
come lose
come see all you lost
..
come think?
Never.
come take
come see
come make
come do
come love
come grow
come take responsibility once more
come raise
come work
come help
come greave
come leave
come lose
come see all you lost
..
come think?
Never.
Poem: Salty
Cracker oh cracker
My bittersweet delight
Hunger you save me
But thirst make my blight
I am wanting and watching and savouring abound
Yet continually tell myself
Your crunch, make no sound.
A traveller's best partner
Is nourish and taste
But my ration will forever contain you
In memory or bag
The taste of you against my lips
Of course, merely a 'cracker'
- Peter
My bittersweet delight
Hunger you save me
But thirst make my blight
I am wanting and watching and savouring abound
Yet continually tell myself
Your crunch, make no sound.
A traveller's best partner
Is nourish and taste
But my ration will forever contain you
In memory or bag
The taste of you against my lips
Of course, merely a 'cracker'
- Peter
Poem: Stones
Dynamite Jack they name him
A man of gold and crestfallen lillies
The ashen face unforgiving
to the ant's willful trapping
Forwhence forwhence
another foglight shines
our stones will be used once more
Temporary warmth your feet do kiss
To the stone mat of our store.
- Peter
A man of gold and crestfallen lillies
The ashen face unforgiving
to the ant's willful trapping
Forwhence forwhence
another foglight shines
our stones will be used once more
Temporary warmth your feet do kiss
To the stone mat of our store.
- Peter
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Poem: Untitled 2
This ink
Is the rocksalt in the redneck's shotgun
Not the fine thread those 3 have spun
And they then stuck on papyrus
- Peter
Is the rocksalt in the redneck's shotgun
Not the fine thread those 3 have spun
And they then stuck on papyrus
- Peter
Poem: A Science"
You try to take to see the picture on the box,
By taking my pieces and building your own
Then describing the image to me.
You: Science
I question you
-Peter
By taking my pieces and building your own
Then describing the image to me.
You: Science
I question you
-Peter
Poem: A Conversation at a Bar
You paint a thousands words
You make the old man's creases deepen and weave
as the edges of mouth come up
to show
RejoiceRemembranceReminiscenceRemorse
in their descent,
In the period I took to talk of your canvas' oil.
- Peter
You make the old man's creases deepen and weave
as the edges of mouth come up
to show
RejoiceRemembranceReminiscenceRemorse
in their descent,
In the period I took to talk of your canvas' oil.
- Peter
Trial: F-Minor
Forthwith forbode forgiveness
For finite finality fingers phantoms and fantastic fantasies,
Forever figured and frankly a farce
from France, Falkland, and Finnish fellows far forsaken for farmers' fascitis and framers familiar flanked feelers.
For finite finality fingers phantoms and fantastic fantasies,
Forever figured and frankly a farce
from France, Falkland, and Finnish fellows far forsaken for farmers' fascitis and framers familiar flanked feelers.
Poem: The Bus Driver and the Rat
"Bramalea"
he says
I've heard
never the same
never different.
"Terror"
I hear
they've said
always the same
always different.
- Peter
he says
I've heard
never the same
never different.
"Terror"
I hear
they've said
always the same
always different.
- Peter
Poem: Ting
The words you seek ring true,
but only at the church's hour;
the saint you built mumbles in-cohere-nce.
You see, don't you?
- Peter
but only at the church's hour;
the saint you built mumbles in-cohere-nce.
You see, don't you?
- Peter
Poem: Untitled 1
If you asked for the greatest
be it songbird or withered
the sirens would sing names unspoken and words unheard
than by the seed
- Peter
be it songbird or withered
the sirens would sing names unspoken and words unheard
than by the seed
- Peter
Poem: Hm
Does it give you comfort or pain you
that he did not end his life
so your shoulders wouldn't be weighed
with responsibility
- Peter
that he did not end his life
so your shoulders wouldn't be weighed
with responsibility
- Peter
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