my fault, my failure, is not in the PASSIONS I have, but in my lack of CONTROL of them. - Jack Kerouac
:: musings of a misfit ::
Sunday, February 29, 2004
So hot here in Manila. Just had corn on the cob for an afternoon snack supposedly smothered with butter and salt. But after just two bites i noticed the frozen butter had now melted into a limpid pool of yellow liquid. That's how hot it is.
she had eyes like two turntables mix(h)er in between my dreams and reality blend in ancient themes the bas(e)is of isis
cross-faded to ankh the beat drops like a cliff over looking my heart - Saul Williams
