will fill in soon...
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
in class
you know when a Professor busts out the Alex Trebek questions out to the class, trying hard to get some sort of class participation
Professor, "...this agranulated leukocyte mainly functions in acquired immunity"
only to hear the people next to you whisper "weeeeesshhhhhooowishhhyte" just loud enough to tickle your eardrum.
i always found it kinda funny. why does everyone just whisper the answer? is to make a little noise for the Professor to hear and move on? are they trying to tell me the answer? or do they need to hear themselves say it for their own veracity like the thoughts aren't worthy enough? its not like you dont know the answer.
maybe its just the proper protocol.
i mean we are 17 rows from the podium, lets not bust the poor guys hearing aide.
next time im just going to weeeshuwishhhhuuuuuuu to my left and right. what can i say im a loyal conformist.
ps. the real answer: what is a lymphocyte?
Professor, "...this agranulated leukocyte mainly functions in acquired immunity"
only to hear the people next to you whisper "weeeeesshhhhhooowishhhyte" just loud enough to tickle your eardrum.
i always found it kinda funny. why does everyone just whisper the answer? is to make a little noise for the Professor to hear and move on? are they trying to tell me the answer? or do they need to hear themselves say it for their own veracity like the thoughts aren't worthy enough? its not like you dont know the answer.
maybe its just the proper protocol.
i mean we are 17 rows from the podium, lets not bust the poor guys hearing aide.
next time im just going to weeeshuwishhhhuuuuuuu to my left and right. what can i say im a loyal conformist.
ps. the real answer: what is a lymphocyte?
Friday, January 15, 2010
finally moving
i had another ghost press
i was dreaming that i was asleep
in my room and on my bed
only to be awakened by a levitating force
lifting me
instead of proving its weight on my chest
forcing me from the warm surface of my mattress
breaking the permeable temperature membrane
as i enter chilled stream of the Boston winds
i foolishly allowed through the window
i am passively stiff within these elements
floating uncontrollably
but from my out of body view
the birds eye locks on the tips of my feet
piercing the downed comforter
latching to the forgranted warmth
that now fights to keep me grounded
...i acknowledge and let go...
seeking the journey
down to travel the serpentine
sprint the straightaway
and feel human
ready and set
i let go
only to fall back down to my bed
with eyes wide open
i release a few gasps of unidentified words
wait till the paralysis melts away
so i can fall as leep again
[maybe it was just the fermenting rice i accidentally ate]
drawing by: Jeff Tang (12fv.com)
poor fillings by: om.abu
Sunday, January 3, 2010
r e c < v ^ > i n g
r e c < v ^ > i n g
forever difficult
guilt and emptiness conquered by wonders
mind body and temptation struggling for equilibrium
pain smoothly waves away with the warm water jet streams
aided by toasts, cheers, and a new beginning
music feeds emotion
while the best instruments are the foot movements across the wooden floors
a surplus of laughs
and even some struggle
but always a helping hand to guide through that journey
and followers to make sure the angel is even ok
new to old the ageless entity unveils in all
this medicine cured my Fall
the emptiness
the holes
gently is filled with new colors
new wonders
even though it is so obvious
the weight of the clocks
on our wrists walls and pockets
we push
battling against those 12 numbered faces
for better and not worse
for the worst of me is behind
the worst of you is as well
and until these roots twist again
our trunk thickens
our branches stretch
and our leaves capture the bright light of tomorrow
stronger than ever before
forever difficult
guilt and emptiness conquered by wonders
mind body and temptation struggling for equilibrium
pain smoothly waves away with the warm water jet streams
aided by toasts, cheers, and a new beginning
music feeds emotion
while the best instruments are the foot movements across the wooden floors
a surplus of laughs
and even some struggle
but always a helping hand to guide through that journey
and followers to make sure the angel is even ok
new to old the ageless entity unveils in all
this medicine cured my Fall
the emptiness
the holes
gently is filled with new colors
new wonders
even though it is so obvious
the weight of the clocks
on our wrists walls and pockets
we push
battling against those 12 numbered faces
for better and not worse
for the worst of me is behind
the worst of you is as well
and until these roots twist again
our trunk thickens
our branches stretch
and our leaves capture the bright light of tomorrow
stronger than ever before
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