ceramic the glasses of SrO-MgO-ZrO2-SiO2 into the Mn2O3 and Fe2O3. what is this glasses charecteries. 991025
andrea the shadows bounce off the walls of my room just like his fists bounced off my face...the same one made happy because no one likes a crybaby. i'm a girl, dammit. i'm supposed to cry. he helped me learn the way to submission through bruises and tears...i helped him learn the rules of revenge through a shove and a flight of stairs... 991216
nameless through the looking glass 991219
deb it's a game you play
with shards of glass:
you try to mend what is broken
while not hurting the rest,
or yourself
FooLmOOn glass is only green 000110
gaudior do you see forward or backward?

do you see yourself or others?

infinite possibilities...
wesleann oh, but wouldn't it feel so nice to shatter into a million billion dangerous peices? 000123
jennifer I see my cold reflection in the glass before me as I take another drink. The liquid is hot as it burns its way down my parched throat. I know he wants to talk to me, and I want to talk to him, but right now the words coming from this bottle are sounding a lot better than his voice 000306
WoNDERGIRL walking on broken 000525
Foxy Grandma the only way to drink and the only way to witness landscapes buzzing past. 000819
vix frosted ocean glass 000819
klairchen Philip Glass 000819
splinken the mirror says i'm shrinking.

the survey says: not enough.
birdmad it was funny, just before our first date i bought a pair of champagne flutes
nice hand blown ones with blue twist stems

just before i got that_letter i accidentally broke one...

it's the little coinceidences that kill me every time
cordwainer bird the other glass teat 001021
Sintina Covers my eyes. I got some new specs. They're all right. And they cost a shitload of money.

But I don't wear them that often.
silentbob i'm drinking from a broken glass
with poison water and lipstick marks
the tiny shards go down my throat
it bleeds out the emotion my wounds cry out
wanting to much to have a repaired glass
tolerating the pain
but what if i bleed to death?
who would i blame?
me? or the glass itself?
i knew it was broken when i picked it up
i knew itd cut me, i knew i'd bleed
and i knew i rad the possibility of never going back
i just thought...
just this once
the only thing i wanted was for it to work out
i'm drinking from a broken glass
with transparent edges and beads of perspiration
and i don't think i can take it back
cathy Through the hourglass I saw you, in time you slipped away...When the mirror crashed I called you, and turned to hear you say. .. I love you baby more and more each day.
Watching I keep waiting still anticipating love, never hesitating to become the one your dreaming of. Turning and Returning to some secret place to hide, watching in slow motion as I look to your face, only to see that somehow I was replaced.
Your thoughts stream through my mind as if the world was only yours and mine. I keep saying to my self it all for real, till the hourglass of love empties. The thought of you emerge from my memory to see only that this just cant be. I lived for thoughts of you, happiness that came through. I felt the warmth of you touch, The softness of you skin love me please don't leave again.
So now its come to this at end you are gone my one friend. You have my heart and keep it safe, till the time it meets its place. Hold it close so I can feel you, touch my soul so I can hear you. Please don't let my heart go? Times now up the glass is empty, my heart still hurts and my soul is empty.
Casey I should have known from the beginning what my purpose was. Do you know how I know David? Because of the kids. They called me Mr. Glass

freakizh shattered.
all around.

my feet hurt.

it's not my fault.
mercy I used to be able to see you through the glass,
then you got your windows tinted,
I can't even make out who you are anymore,
or who I thought you were,
I have forgotten what you look like,
I have forgotten that I never really knew you,
and you don't talk anymore either,
you rap seemingly deep metaphors that have no connection to what I am saying,
but they sound good,
I tell you about my day and you respond with dear abby anecdotes of a thug's life,
but you live in the suburbs and you have a front and backyard,
instead of listening you simply turn up the bass on your stereo and recline yor seat,
I hate your car
sapphire_ crystalline and cool
silicon dioxide these tiny grains of sand into glitter and gloss
hold it to my face and wish i could keep the pain out with something so delicate
archer glass what a wonderful creation! 011228
cube I dabble in stained glass. Actually, i try to combine alternate photographic processes to embed images into glass.

I've had some success etching flashed glass in multiple hydrofluoric acid baths. As well as being labor intensive, working with this acid is very dangerous. The resultant images are a bit disappointing - the contrast range is too narrow.

Currently, i'm designing a CNC water-jet table to cut the stained glass. The idea is to have the pieces cut to such fine tolerances that the panel can be assembled without foil or lead lines.

Writing the software to take the image from camera to profile control sequences is the fun part. Assembling the hardware is the expensive part...
ClairE Annie and I both said ooh, and I knew it was over "Walking on Broken Glass".

Good friends are not always hard to come by.
reitoei not quite liquid, not quite solid.

when i die i want to be sealed in a glass coffin. preserved under glass like some specimen for tourists to gawk at.
maybe you will come and see me there, frozen in my tomb. smiling because im dead and you arent. ha ha. dont touch the glass.
sabbie mirror



an image waiting to be born
oren bottom boat
Inanna illegal in war
origin of scars
ellen cherry charles Everyone needs someone like the glass man in Amelie
to give you that special metaphorical kick in the butt
phil an invisible forcefeild, an unbridled sword. 020214
effectively_hushed do glass eyes show no feeling? 020314
Mahayana glass stones
do not like
houses thrown at them

those whom live in stone houses
should not throw glass

[pretty useful if your a goldfish]
fucked once too often I want to lay my fist
through a large
of glass
and sit
and watch
as the shards
fall in slow motion
to the ground
piercing my veins
spilling my blood
and at last allowing me to be free forever.
Syrope i used to get so frustrated, because on the way to my grandparents house, my brother would puff his breath on the car window and draw in it with his fingernails. i always bit my nails, so my fingers left smudgy fingerprints and clumsy blobs on the glass. then i'd get yelled at...

i joined the art club in high school even though i didnt take art. everyone knew what was going on but me. i started wiping some scattered colored "sand" off the table into a vial, when the teacher tapped me on the shoulder and said "you know that's powdered glass, right?"...
the two exploding in a flurry
of light and pain
only to wish back together again
but left to slowly drip
into the floor
while still being solid
and powerfull
to the passerby
who does not know your plight
but only theirs
phil today 020729
~gez~ you see straight through me, when you breath near me i get cloudy, but give me a quick wipe over and ill be clear and honest to you all your life. 020821
azure it's broken now... 021204
imbue i do imbue my blue unto myself 030729
croi and to think it doesn't crubble crush or fade or flee, it sits there until you move it, until you gracefully poke it, abolish it, send it to hell, or forget it 030729
croi somewhere between crumble and cribble 030729
delial glassES



Alpha_Shell Just beneath the surface is a
Glass casket, between the fade
Of life, and love, cracks feel
Their way
americantune shattered more often than not 040702
Borealis glass eyes

fogged eyes
puredream diamond_eyes ? 040702
Borealis please don't accuse me of cutting you in my own blindness 040702
Asai yes, it is very strong. just dont step on it or you'll have to cut it out of your foot. 040911
captain_subtext glass is liquid. if you check old old windows, you can see it melting sloooooooooooooooooooooooooooowly 050303
jane i actually knew this, but it fascinates me to this day.. 050303
nonsensical They wanted even to fly with it up to heaven to see the angels, but the higher they flew the more slippery the glass became, and they could scarcely hold it, till at last it slipped from their hands, fell to the earth, and was broken into millions of pieces. But now the looking-glass caused more unhappiness than ever, for some of the fragments were not so large as a grain of sand, and they flew about the world into every country. When one of these tiny atoms flew into a person’s eye, it stuck there unknown to him, and from that moment he saw everything through a distorted medium, or could see only the worst side of what he looked at, for even the smallest fragment retained the same power which had belonged to the whole mirror.

the snow queen
dot "glass is liquid. if you check old old windows, you can see it melting sloooooooooooooooooooooooooooowly "

a friend by the name of william told me that once.

Janaewen like flesh,
settling over yearscores,
palest sage,
palest wage.
unhinged sometimes
the salt of the tears on my cheeks
feels jagged
like broken glass

and recently
the broken blood vessels on my cheeks
had the touch
of dramatic_irony to it
what's it to you?
who go