2 Responses to “april eight”

1. I still miss you.
   I wish for you.
   I wish …
   and I wonder in the shadow of the sublime light you cast.
   That feeds me like yellow light for superman.
   I am almost broken through some thing in myself…
   with Grand Ma B’s gift I know or more feel on the verge of something.
   My test of destruction and failure have gotten me here.
   But I know that something has to give…
   is it myown will… or do I need to pick up my sword.
   That is were the fear lays… and I remeber the comfort of love which seems so displaced, hiding in the fear and shadow.
   I want to live in that place where the moon hung full in the sky the fist night of my cast sigil… and the night the lights flickered in the school during our walk and conversation.
   I miss getting in to fights and losing and laughing.
   but most of all I miss my friend and basking in the light of yr grace away from all the crushes the soul and the corperation and the fucked fulse history perscribed to me.
   Like a Kantian nuclear bomb in full awesomness.
   You opened the door to that sublime place.
   it is not in the suburbs or where I live right now
   it can’t be googled only intuned by something powerful and beautful… but this place is close to were it is.

   Posted by acmewave on December 21st, 2007 at 8:56 am

2. update.

   NAVB is alive and still MF kickin’ yall… so now its yr time to smile and just watch me… no more questions of why or how… this is me SIX crows keepen’ it real.

   PS Miss Larratt… I my be in yr burg fer yr birf day.

   Posted by Zaby09 on October 16th, 2008 at 3:38 pm

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