My Current Pet Peeve: Reality

[Jara sang]

Waking up in the morning only to find yet another day of miserable existence ahead of me... Knowing that the sweet embrace of the dark, cold, abyss has remained elusive for yet another night. Damn you material realm, why do you mock me!?!?!?

[Jara sang]

1. He’s a real nowhere man,

Sitting in his nowhere land,
Making all his nowhere plans
For nobody.

[Jara sang]

2. .

[MissB]

3. Would you feel better if I mocked you instead?

:D

[Jara sang]

4. No, that would only confirm my own existence.

I appreciate the sympathy, but please leave me to the void.

[Jara sang]

5. 0

[chickenscratching]

6. un sinkage kick

[progmom]

7. you need help.

[Jara sang]

8. Who me? Or Chickenscratching?

end transmission

[progmom]

9. .

[Jara sang]

10. It's not a crackhouse, it's a crackhome.

end transmission

[bridgit]

13. ah, home crack home...

[tjwmason]

11. You have to embrace the knolwedge that the reality is not real

[bridgit]

12. i need to check in with: juliette

http://www.smalltime.com/dada/fortune.html

why no today?

Mazes aren't made for dogs. (Paul Eluard & Benjamin Peret)

or; or...there's quite often an 'or' somewhere: the random goth lyric generator:

http://scribble.com/dghq/gothlyric

by Hypo Kabbal

Sinners regret enraptured abattoir
Oblivion eviscerates severed poison
Thine eyes call forth trembling twilight
My prey mourns Elysian terror

The asylum writhes virginal decrepitude
Spirits swell with tainted concubine
Spirits recoil from feral innocents
My lust plucks clandestine treachery

Darkness engulfs velvet tombs
Icarus whispers inner minions
The stench hides under trembling terror
Thorns cling to sweet carrion

Jesus whispers serpentine concubine
My anguish spins unfathomable poison
Everything engulfs inner concubine
My solitude howls lonely brilliance