There creeps a feeling,
some sense of queasy uncertainty:
what is to be? I am not
one to know, and I think I am
not alone in seeing that
tomorrow and the next is
too vague a phrase to be read.
We must bide our time.
For better or for worse, we are
married to the moment. No
prophets exist anymore that tell us
when next the sky is to rain fire,
no soothsayer of any repute
warns us of the ides of any month.
We leap backwards into the
times that come, our vision only
functions to what lies in the past;
we only leave markers for where
we have been, and no trail ever was
that demarcated the true course
of what is ahead. There is
much to fear, and there is, too,
much of joys to be — let us
not dwell too long on the
feeling that creeps, the uneasy
seat where our souls may sit —
the day to come needs us,
whether it admits to that or not.
me?!
2:22am thursday, 7th august
fuck,i don`t think tomorrow needs us.Tomorrow would surely be glad to see us all in a pool of blood.We`re stupid as fuck,what is our use in this world-destruction,demolishion and hopelessness.We aint no good.We all deserve to burn slowly in Hell!
Stand
4:40am thursday, 7th august
I think you're wrong. I think there is a lot of hope, some of it in you.
me?!
12:50pm thursday, 7th august
sorry `bout that one,hemhem,quite ashamed now,bad language.Guess we all have problems floating in this pool of desperation called Earth.Sometimes you know..sometimes..I mean what I said,but regret I didn`t use a more civilized language or even better that I`d kept quiet.Since I`m so unresponsible I`ll blame it on the cognac.I offer you my deepest appology for the crap I posted-don`t know what came over me,but it wont happen again,that I promis!Know at least that I feel utherly ashamed.bye.
me?!
2:56am friday, 8th august
I`ve been up hoping to catch your poem,but came to realize(at 04.56)that you have some days you dont write.Guess this be one of em ey.well,i was here searching but had little luck.
jj
7:35pm friday, 8th august
Out of curiousity, I'm wondering if you could expound upon what your interests are, as far as, what do you like to do...what are your desires and passions in life. You are a wonderful writer and poet, beyond wonderful really, but other than that, what is your inner "calling?"
Sometimes, I think we as humans, forget what we have to offer, what is the saying...the saddest thing to see isn't anything but wasted potential...something along those lines. I know this may sound a bit preachy or whatever, but seriously, I strongly believe that there is a tiny little match inside all of us that needs a little ignition, and then exposed...to the world. All of us have something to offer. Wouldn't you agree. Why is it then, that so many of us are void and preach empty words and falsisms and proclaim to be something we are not..It doesn't bother me, it strikes my curiousity...what are we all so afraid of, failure? This obviously doesn't go for everybody...maybe I'm having a pissy day, but at the same time, in all of us lies a beast.
ju_jujohnson@mail.com
jj
7:36pm friday, 8th august
my beast likes to come out and play more often than not...
Stand
1:04am saturday, 9th august
I like to research artificial intelligence. I believe it to be my true calling, though I have as yet been unable to contribute to it much.
me?!
Stand
me?!
jj
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