Mar. 1st, 2005

[identity profile] myownincubus.livejournal.com

God bless two hour delays.

 

[ Lizbeth ]

[identity profile] connor-obain.livejournal.com
Its Japanese, it means “one life; one meeting”. I have it tattooed on my back, just below my neck. Of late I have forgotten why I got it. In its original context it was in reference to samurai, where the next meeting with another samurai could be the last time you meet them, either by You killing him, him killing you or if there wasn’t a duel between the two of you, a duel some where down the road could result in you never meeting again.

I did a lot of martial arts as a child, so I still carry a lot of the teachings with me, even though I haven’t practiced in many years. I try to apply them to modern day contexts, as I did with my tattoo.

I got it to remind me that even though duels to the death don’t happen in today’s society, the people I meet, the friends I make, can disappear from your life just as easily, be it by death or travel or just circumstance. I applied it to modern life by way of thinking each time I meet someone, old or new, it could be the last so I should always make the most of it and enjoy their company and do my best to ensure they enjoyed my company. I could get hit by a bus, they could be moving away, who know the countless reasons for never seeing some one again.

But of late I had forgotten this, these words I have lived by.

Its time to remember why I got the tattooed in the first place.



Im feeling very reflective these days
[identity profile] idreamofshoebox.livejournal.com
ATTENTION----WEEK OF SILENCE

On the days of Monday, March 14 to Friday, March 18 I am organizing a nation-wide Week of Silence. The challenge is to be completely silent for these five days to raise awareness for sexual abuse and rape. Try and get friends and family to financially sponsor you to do this and mail all proceeds to RAINN under the title "Week of Silence Funds."

I am making banners and printable fliers that you can post around your school, town, or workplace in order to gain more participants.

I suggest that, if you are in high school or college, you hold a meeting before class one day for people who are interested in participating and provide refreshments. Purple is the official colour for sexual and domestic violence--perhaps you could hand out a few of these awareness ribbons at the meeting, and even create Tshirts if you want to.

If you have a website or know someone who does, please promote this cause there. And please, please, please join me in this. We need all the help we can get....

Comment if youre interested or email me at twopercent@dangerous-minds.com

Thanks and much love,

Ros

I HATE YOU

Mar. 1st, 2005 03:05 pm
[identity profile] starr-fire.livejournal.com
I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU U HATE ME I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU IHATE YOU I HATE YOU
[identity profile] mercurial-realm.livejournal.com
(x-posted)
I'm really delighted with my latest piece-'Dichotomy'. I think I've translated my state of mind perfectly, as well as casting our very beautiful and dear friend [livejournal.com profile] delphineart in the leading role.



She up for a ten day auction here:
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[identity profile] lynxstarfire.livejournal.com
"look what you've made me do"
"What I made You do? What I made you do?
"Yes what you made me do... after all it was your fault"
"It is NOT my fault that he decided to be a ballsy sonofabitch, and it's also NOT my fault that you didn't take the god damn bullets out of the gun."
"You could've warned him...."
"Oh yeah..right... let me see... hi I brought you here to my house so you can fuck me and then my husband can walk in on us with a camcorder and gun and then blackmail you for several thousand dollars.. yeah that would go over really wonderful...
"well shit... isn't this just lovely.... not only are we not gonna get any money from him but on top of that the fucker's dead right here in our god-damned bedroom
"I'm sorry frank....."
"What do you mean you're sorry.... god it's getting hot in here...crack the window Alice
"I'm sorry Frank.... but it's for the best ya know.... after all the police will get here and see that he has poisoned you and in your final desperate acts you shot him.... then I'll go down to the bank and collect your insurance policy and be living quite happily with my girlfriend
"Alice....how...how could...co *cough* could...y....." *thump*

"That's what you get for fucking the maid Frank, but just in case you were wondering... Maria fucks me better than you ever could anyway and she said I'm better in bed than you anyway.... have a nice day Frank... oh and don't worry you'll only be alive for another three or four hours, just long enough to let you feel every cell in your body..... die. come On Maria we've got a plane to catch. you did remember to stop the clock and his watch an hour from now right?

M.B. 3-1-2005
[identity profile] frigid-crimson.livejournal.com
the midnight after

i did it at 3 am
always
while couples laughed
in bathtubs
at the uncoupled

pure broke girl

red lights
on streetcorners
never failed to stop them

filthy rich men

desperate souls
trading gold
unvalued and worthless
all becomes garbage; in excess

money is paper trash
if you value worthless sex

pay for it in cash
dirty and broken
she will accept

force something unreal
as bad as it gets
what a steal
leave him in debt


-wren
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