shimmer_and_rot distillers I'm living on shattered faith The kind that likes to restrict your breath never been a better time than this suffocate on eternal bliss In a city that swells with so much hate you seem to rise above and take its place the heart pumps until it dies drain the blood, the heart is wise 031215 ... oE such quixotic and desolate undulations of spirit... 031215 ... i remember that it rained for years i lick the salt from my wounds from morning to the night 031215 ... unhinged you shimmered in the lights of the stage while i worshipped you from the darkness all your art from dark internal sources we watched you rot with little to say about it except how wonderful it was how wonderful your pain was for all of us in the darkness because we didn't have the courage to step into the light to share we've been watching you rot for years with not much to say except how wonderful it was 031215 ... birdmad the glistening surfaces of decay not smoothh... liquid. 031215 ... nom i_am_darkness i will explode into being 031215 ... pipedream 'shiny wound blood roots take chunks of my being with them' from a poem i once wrote. on a piece of prescription-pad paper; i love the irony of that. 031215 ... oE there is something for me that is so magnetic, so enchanting about the music of desolation..of cracked charcoal skies and red water eyed souls..i don't quite know why..but I don't think it's a co-dependant nurturing impulse, like I'm trying to make mommy or sister happy..but god there is something almost erotic..something sensual about..okay i've said wayyyyyy too much.. i have this havoc in my heart..some terror from that fecal fountain that laid it's tithes of maggots in my soul i guess we all have it..decay and life..diurnal sky..heavena nd hell in a helix...this is a beautiful page.. 031215 ... pd i know, oE, what you mean...i get a faint whiff of the hmmMMM from the dark too...i don't revel in evil or macabreness, but darkness has a fascination i cannot shake off. 031216 ... whitechocolatewalrus the rot that is mine, the mold. blue and yellow make green. from where to here here to there. oh how i miss you oh how i miss myself. shimmer as i rot, as i watch you rot. we are forever dieing together. 031216 ... walrus dying. 031216 ... pd shimmer as i decay shimmering over the terrible stillness shimmering like a mirage of former self a hazy dream i dreamt so differently blinking, warping, twisting into a mocking shimmer of things so dearly longed for, an illusion not meant to be mine how it hurts 031217 ... agony death moth's dirge..drive me hard to the edges of your agony.. beautiful stuff ladies 040125 ... oldephebe should have said "death moth's dirge drive me hard to the edges of your agony.." My arms are overflowing with beautiful black orchids, I'd wreath your heads with thier lush gush of grieving stems..these gifts of hidden glory you have given me..thankyou..beautiful, beautiful stuff ladies... 040125 ... oldephebe should have said "death moth's dirge drive me hard to the edges of your agony.." My arms are overflowing with beautiful black orchids, I'd wreath your heads with thier lush gush of grieving stems..these gifts of hidden glory you have given me..thankyou..beautiful, beautiful stuff ladies... 040125 ... oops! 2 times! *does a james brown slide* 040125 ... pd grieving stems, eh? *tucks an orchid behind her ear* maybe t'will draw some of the melancholy into itself... 040125 ... oldephebe well..I was going for something that would transmit the image of petals pregnant with the water of sorrow..or something..petals inflamed with griefs effulgent kiss..or something...i've used obliterating sighs way too much..so yeah..needs more polishing..yeah.. 040125 what's it to you? who go blather from