hollow birdmad sitting here feeling as substantive as a cheap, third-rate chocolate easter bunny. 000509 ... klarchen Being hollow just makes it much easier to break yourself into little pieces to share with everyone. Trust me, solidness just makes things difficult. To break solidness one will require a knife or something of that sort. 000719 ... filet of birdmad knives. already been through the cutlery rack analogy if i crouch low and stand reall still, i could be mistaken for one 000719 ... The Schleiffen Man hollow man sucked end of line 000806 ... lovers lament i'm just a hollow wooden ornament that someone will use to decorate their tree, and then take down and put/throw away when need for me has expired. 001211 ... misstree the space within, defined by a shell fragile or impenetrable, the silence untouched by the outside. the hollow of a thing is the nothingness contained in it. somehow different from the feel of a missing tooth--the feeling that nothing was there to begin with. (and on hollow_man the movie, one comment: Kevin Bacon without skin. *drools on self*) 001211 ... tourist I have truly felt this way on occasion, and it was not a bad thing. although when I mentioned it to Her She seemed saddened and told me not to feel hollow, as if I could change a state I was just being aware of not causing. As if it were somehow Her fault. It was more an awareness of the true nature of my atoms, an awareness of the Space within the structure. Just Room to Move Without having to Go Anywhere. 001211 ... unhinged if you took a sharp object and poked me my outside would slowly crumble and cave in to the nothingness inside 001215 ... jollie hollow is perfect....just perfect 010329 ... me begging to be filled by something, someone; knowledge, experience, love; anything. now I feel simply hollow. 010329 ... i like highschool girls heh heh heh My Magdelena 010330 ... mrs. keenan sscreamingfeeeedmeeeeefillmeup again temporarily pacified 010330 ... Freak The wind stings the open wound. I ignore the pain. I can only feel it on the surface which lets me know that I am hollow. 020614 ... tourist Ring your Bell Distant Thunder Run like Hell We're going under Ring your Bell And Holler Fire Wake from the Dream Let this Inspire 020614 ... endless desire i continue to stuff myself with the things of life like one might stuff a present full of tissue paper nothing but colour and meaningless fluff pleasing to the world around it yet so easily crumpled, trampled tossed aside. how i fear that i will begin this search within myself foraging for depth, substance reaching in beneath the surface to the deepest part of me grasping what i find, bringing to my eyes and all i see is tissue insignificant fluff worthless in every aspect oh how id prefer to be hollow. 030521 ... sixteen there are grooves between the tendons that twist through my hands. They are sunken graves for the letters that didn't make it down through my fingers and into a word a sentence or a poem. I am filled with gaps-- little hollow spaces carved out of necessity or indulgence. lost emotion squeezes into the emptiness, hides while I fumble for some sort of feeling, and resurfaces on a monday morning tangled in tendons and covered in blood. 030616 ... mcduenas There's nothing like the feeling That at any moment You could evaporate There's nothing like the feeling That you can't do it all There's nothing like hollow... Nothing like Hollow Nothing like.... 031121 ... Lemon_Soda Both a great General in a Dream realm(one whom I have personally met. Nice guy, but hangs out with way to many freaks of death(dead)) OR A good analogy for my self. 031121 ... nonsensical in the light she never changes, empty as a glass. time cannot stop and hold you with its hands. instead we'll fly in paper cranes, slip into secrets, and the cracks in our lives 031122 ... seeker sums it all up tops the cake its too bad this emptyness doesnt satisfy me and that i must turn to pills to fill this void does anyone else feel the same? 031205 ... emily post_office 040212 ... Piso Mojado sitting on grass in sunshine alone it was almost enough- reading of Sangha, taking notes, thinking but laughter, flow of conversation of the groups of friends sitting all around made my chest hollow, my heart hurt 050203 ... Piso Mojado no food today hollow body adderall green-tea mix cd repeats and repeats heidi's unveiling heidi's death heidi's life everything seems like so long ago 050203 ... jordie I'm feeling a little uptight. Feeling a little anxious. I've said this before somewhere along the journey I've said that you know What do you know? Nothing. Everything. the wind is heavy today - humid somethings coming I know it I can feel it webs tangle my arms and I cannot move I cannot find my keys where are my keys? don't park there look at the sign idiot what? what what stop fucking with my head son of a bitch whatwhatwhat yes I know we musn't keep this going. stop saturn's rings from spinning, stop them from humming. stop the world from living stop the go and go the stop flip plif everything updownside so gonfusinc where am i . . . i ma erehw where am i going. floating sizzling going out 060524 ... Brandon Is our name 090416 ... z ...in the wood pulp center i smell earth and old old sap and over my head the light peeks into the green straw dim of the empty, living void inside the giant old life of creaking, scabrous skin and many armed sway i sit, mouse like and breathe... 090417 ... unhinged the easier to fill me up my pretty 090417 ... In_Bloom Is what I've tried to be for almost a year now Waiting for the taint of disappointment to wear away and leave me clear How to tell my heart it's supposed to pretend? It doesn't understand and it doesn't want to play any game but Truth There it is in triumph, proud bleeder on my sleeve asking for more time, so convinced it can do someone good again 090417 ... arwyn I've often wondered in the past if this feeling would ever disappear. It does at times. Moments filled with joy or despair seem to be the only thing to make the hollowness completely disappear. Contentment would be nice, but it's funny what you can learn to live with. Even now... I don't think I could feel comfortable without this feeling like someone had taken a melon baller and just scooped everything out. I sometimes wonder if I'm in love with my sadness and melancholia. If I am, at least I've gotten used to it and accepted it. 190901 what's it to you? who go blather from