Illusions because you see, they really are terrible. Also, I like the word illusion. ILLUSION! "The object of art is to stir the most divine and remote chords which make music in our soul. Man is hungry for beauty. There is a void. We spend our days looking for the secret of life. Well, the secret of life is in art." -Oscar Wilde "A poet is someone who is astonished by everything." -Anon.   Archives << current   More quotes: "Draw a crazy picture, Write a nutty poem, Sing a mumble-gumble song, Whistle through your comb. Do a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before." -Shel Silverstein "The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep." -Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening "'Beauty is truth, truth beauty,' -- that is all Ye know on Earth, and all ye need to know." -John Keats, Ode On A Grecian Urn "Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow-- You are not wrong who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream." -Edgar Allan Poe, A Dream Within A Dream "You see things as they are and ask, 'Why?' I dream things as they never were and ask, 'Why not?'" -George Bernard Shaw "If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain." -Emily Dickinson "You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you mad." -Aldous Huxley "Some authors should be paid by the quantity NOT written." -Anon. MORE AT SOME POINT...MAYBE :-)!

Illusions of Poetry   Saturday, December 27, 2003   I am very lonely, No one reads, No one calls, I want someone so badly, He isn't alone, She isn't alone, I am. 10:36 PM. Thursday, December 25, 2003   Holy, holy night, On which we celebrate the birth of a little baby boy, Born in the mud, Outside in the dank between two buildings because, No one had room for them, Holy, holy night, On which we celebrate the birth of a saviour, Born for you, To set you free from death to accept your sins, To make room for you, Holy, holy night, On which we celebrate a tiny baby, Born like all of us, Innocent and little, experiancing everything for the first time, Make some room for him. 10:13 AM. Monday, December 22, 2003   I remember being her, The little girl in six shades of pink, Fake jewelry, Patterned leggings, Polka-dot keds, I remember being her, The little girl in the ratty jeans, Baggy tee shirt, Tangled hair, Boy sneakers, I remember being her, The little girl trying to be a woman, Striped tank top, Unnecessary undergarments, Teased hair, I am her, The girl growing into herself, Long messy hair, Jeans and sneakers, Now and then a dash of pink. 12:31 PM.