trons Aeonity Blog

Returning

Sun, 15 Mar 2009 03:54:31 -0500

Hello Aeonity World, I stepped aside from here for a while because of the way I was using this blog, who was privileged to the information within it, and the way I felt about it considering the timeline of baggage that it dragged behind it. I can't say for sure that there will be a definite return to this forum for my thoughts, fears and writ... Read More

season's greetings

Fri, 26 Dec 2008 05:26:11 -0600

hope you're all well. the worst thing i have to complain about is too much ham, so its not too bad here. take care all tron... Read More

just chronicling.

Thu, 25 Sep 2008 07:33:07 -0500

I had the mother in law of all anxiety attacks last night. there were visions and uncontrollable crying. There was feeling 'lost' and small. I was engulfed by a wave that I didn't see or hear coming. Then suddenly I was under. Afraid. Lost . There was nothing I could do, except wait. ... Read More

as cold as

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 08:26:41 -0500

Unsent letter -MGF I try to talk to you And can't get past the weather The friend I thought I knew Found somethin' somewhere better So I'm hangin' on your line Thought we could speak together Don't know what it is with you You seem gone forever I'm spending all my time Driving 'round, faking clever With a girl who seem alr... Read More

contextual inconsistency

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 06:31:27 -0500

I've been thinking about context... and how it can really make or break a set of circumstances. you know, that thing that seems so tragic in one light could actually be uplifting in another. Case in point: I am terribly behind at uni... what might seem a disaster, in another context, could be an uplifting point because it would reveal the imperfect... Read More

put something spiney in your most sensitive hole!

Fri, 05 Sep 2008 03:13:02 -0500

How would I describe my day? What metaphor could possibly encapsulate the decadent awfulness of today? Could the be such literary anomalies? Let me attempt anyway to paint you a picture, with faeces on the wall... It is raining here, turning the ground into a slush which resembles a mucous more than mud. I saw a duck go tits up, it is no lie. ... Read More

it might be alive, get a mirror

Thu, 04 Sep 2008 03:19:10 -0500

Its been a long time since I've written anything. This was brought to my attention by someone I haven't seen in a long time. It was nice to catch up. Don't get too big a head about your mention. I'm ok. I just haven't felt like writing here for a while. I haven't had anything to say. Things have either been going well enough to distract me from ... Read More

it appears... and then leaves

Sun, 17 Aug 2008 19:01:04 -0500

I miss a web comic that I used to read called "Romulus and Remus" but it seems to have been swallowed whole and digested, bones and all, by the unforgiving internet. Why cruel world? So I haven't been around much. I had a birthday recently. Thank you, 24. It wasn't an easy birthday for a number of reasons. None of which I feel tempted to divulg... Read More

el strangeo to the day

Mon, 28 Jul 2008 06:20:22 -0500

Today has been a strange day. A strange week. A continuing, developing, misanthropic sense of self. Another dialogue with no one. More strange dreams. More events. More work. Wonderings. Present de-aspirations. Apathy/Contentment. Illness creeping up... flu kind not anything else. University ever onward. Weariness. Excitement. Something t... Read More

going to the city

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 22:52:01 -0500

When I go to the city Its to purge the smell of eucalypts and wood smoke From my memory and replace it With grit, dirt and something else… I need to remember why I’m not here. When I go to the city, I need to smell The bad breath coming from the trams The stink of rage The apathy that leaks from every pore of The crush around me, I ... Read More