Splashed in streams of light pouring from a saucer moon
I turned four in a costume from L’ecole de Danse de Madame Gerard
and learned to fly
briefly, arms outstretched
fingers grasping for wet whips of wind
until the dewey pavement beckoned me
home to a bed of gravel and a lullaby of ringing…
(Source: ggrint, via lunaticus-anima)
I’ve developed a terrible attention span. I guess I’ll get up off my ass and start ranting more fully on here, maybe soon.
Konami will be holding an event celebrating the ZOE franchise this coming May 25th with a huge blowout on the upcoming ZOE HD Collection. At the event will be Kojima and several members of Kojima Productions who have worked on the ZOE series. So fans of high speed mecha combat with dazzling particle effects may want to keep an eye out around the 25th for new footage of the game and an announcement of a Collector’s Edition.
Via: Konami
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I cocooned myself in broken oceans
and steeped in Pluto’s bitterness
to rediscover the shadows branded
in the space around my rib cage.
I drowned twice, first, and then
imploded in the ripples
of a plum wine river running
through the breaks between my joints.
Distantly, weeds…
Rereading my own writing… and actually enjoying it a little, lol. Progress
you were like an ulcer on the inside of my cheek
that my tongue could not stop touching.
loving you was like watching a stranger clean
a week old wound;
i felt sick, but i wanted more.
I keep thinking about people who say that they don’t realize what they’ve lost until it’s gone. I guess maybe it’s one of those things that feels really real when you’re on one side of it and feels like complete bullshit from the other side. I’ve definitely said to people that I wished them the best after we weren’t really in each other’s lives any more. I definitely meant it. I’ve had it said to me before. I’ve definitely believed it at times and thought it was complete bullshit other times. Sometimes I’ve been right in the middle and couldn’t decide how to feel.
I guess it’s just the fact that it’s super easy to give a fuck about someone when it’s on your time. How genuine is it if you weren’t there for someone when they needed you but suddenly are after some months or years? Is that love or nostalgia? If time is the only thing that makes you realize you messed up, do you really still deserve the person you lost? Because the only way that works logically is if you were taking them for granted while you were with them. Which means you couldn’t possibly have been treating them right.
I guess the question is, is sharing a feeling like that really for the person you’re trying to reach back out to, or is it for you? Guilt moves certain people way more than love does. Acting on guilt is another form of self-interest, though people don’t realize it. Are there situations where it’s actually better to reach out?
I donno. I’m thinking about things I’ve put people through in the past and things people have put me through. At this point in my life, I run more on love and anger than on guilt, so it’s hard for me to understand some of this. But I can’t imagine treating someone like shit and expecting him/her to believe me when I say I still care. I’ve been on both sides of it enough to know that sometimes one action can erase everything people have been through, especially combined with space and time.