This was a dream.

I just awoke from this dream that was heavy with symbolism. I was offered a job by a dream personality. I did not recognize her, however she told me it was the third interview. She was looking for an assistant. She had a Conner office on the top floor. It was totally glass and shaped like a pyramid or elongated hyper-cube turned into a pyramid. Later on I was at lunch with my Mother and and a dream personality. We were in my dream beach community (this is a recurring place) we were eating lunch. The dream personality asked me to return her food to the chef because it was burnt or whatever. I reluctantly did. The chef said he could not return her money. But he gave me a handful of salt to rub in my hands, I threw some of it over my shoulder. I asked if it was voodoo. He handed me a rock and said I could not have touched it without the salt first. It was glass and shaped like a small octopus. It had a blue eye in the middle. Sort of like the thing that wards off the evil eye. There were three people behind me in line during this transaction. They felt the glass rock/marble/crystal was a special gift.

A mastermind with a unrested mind/digesting thoughts/geek is my sub culture/that's why I watch cartoons and documentaries alone in a room at night/ with the 3rd one sleeping beside me/I'm ashamed of how my insomnia makes him drowsy/I'm a horrid girlfriend/who can fall in love with a cyber punk/I think it's all a dream some fool made up/shinning brighly alive but I've been dead since the last time the world ended

This Digital Void

This virtual void...as we exist through math...manipulation of the code becomes an essential survival skill...being fed images...feeding yourself words and songs...what is a Hacker anyway if she is not the digital revolution we forgot we needed... meat-space is all but lost...now every thought coincides with an advertisement...we once were humans...now only energy for greedy robots...dancing with A.I. on the tip of a pill box...where is my soapbox you say...it's in cyberspace...where nothing exist and all is but completely lost in the void.

My Heart Is An Astronaut.

I dream of stars and space. I dream of the future. I suffer from the past. I have more questions about the present than one could ever ask.

I miss my boyfriend.

I mean he is really kind and loving. When he is not here I miss him a bunch. You know, breaking my heart and the lot.

And Now For A Little Of This

it's approaching midnight/and I'm crawling out my coffin/like wow you bitches dress really tight...sike/I'm a demon in the night/ on the mic like dumb niggas on dikes/it's alright that the schemers come a hating/cause I'm hella motivated/completely underrated and I'm constantly debating/If Imma let you finish out this life/I'm a lion in the jungle when I roar I make rumble/your girlfriend barks a mumble/but they all fucking crumbling like a Tony Romo fumble/the stadium's real quite I'm about to start a fucking riot/a fat girl on a diet/a post recession dream/a fucking killer queen/I'm mean with a smile/a walk amongst the minions/ a fool and a lyre/ I'm headed toward the fire/if the music could have saved me/I wouldn't be fucking dying

Song From The Deep

In these great moments of sorrow
I ponder this dream reality
How far away from me can I be
Do the Angels still hear me
As I slip into the the deep
If only someone knew how to take it all away

-chorus-

The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path

No knight and shinning armor
Not even a hip parade
Just here laying in the bed I never made
A widow's mourning on the brightest day in May
I say I'm winning the prize
They say I gave it all away


The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path


So what if I'm always lonely
I can't stand to see it all
These extra senses will be my downfall
So close to living the dream
Just around the way from having it all
I'm the last Star Fighter
Time to watch it fall

Down this war path
How long will this all last
I could have had it all

-Chorus-

The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path


The Rebel Alliance and THX can't save me
My whole existence is a artistic daydream
But I fly sometimes in the deepest night
Holding on forever to this song
It's a gift from Heaven
Though I'm far away
They still keep the lights on
Born a sad poem
Raised a war song

- The pain of losing everything
On a dream I never had
Never had the intentions to walk down this war path