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It rhymes awfully better than #ozlog

Collin Van Uden — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 00:01:07 +0000

1981, 81, 81 We’ll have an awful lot of fun with HR1981

Taken to it’s dark conclusion it’s a permanent intrusion (no of COURSE we won’t misuse it) but it’s not like we’re imposing on your right to own a gun

We’re protecting all the children by assuming you’re a crook (in another year or two we’ll catalogue [...]

I am (Part 1)

Collin Van Uden — Wed, 21 Sep 2011 15:36:09 +0000

I know, right?

I am the wind that whispers Carrying voices long dead upon my wings I am the silence of the moon reflected From the surface of countless pools My gentle touch pierces their their depths without trace Without disturbance I am the shelter and the storm The rain, the shine The seeing and the seen I am the eagle soaring And the prey on which [...]

Madness Descends

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 20 Sep 2011 09:13:12 +0000

Said the cat to little Alice “We’re all mad here!” Said Alice to that grinning beast “Madness I don’t fear.” Said I to the madness “Just leave me alone!” The Madness spake so: “Never while you’re flesh and bone“ “There’s a method to the mayhem?” Says the puppet to the string The string says naught, Not a word, not a thing “The end is nigh!” Says the prophet [...]

I AM – Part Two

Collin Van Uden — Tue, 13 Sep 2011 07:58:00 +0000

I am elation I am sorrow I am yesterdays tomorrow I am the golden sunshine And the driving rain I am the balm for your wounds And the cause of your pain

I am the storm I am the calm before I am the tempest and the wreck ashore Like a force of nature I’m the rising din The very breath of Hades hot against your skin

I’m [...]

Dots and Lines ptII

Collin Van Uden — Wed, 02 Mar 2011 14:43:30 +0000

THIS POST DOES NOT EXIST YET IT’S JUST STUFF. WHY ARE YOU EVEN READING IT, GO READ SOMETHING SANE.

A web of a kind, but it’s weaved of goop. And some of that goop is INVISIBLE.

I get all bemusedly sucked in is the way people connect.

In order to explain how we connect, we seem to consistently [...]

WYRD

Collin Van Uden — Sun, 27 Feb 2011 14:47:13 +0000

It’s been a while since this was posted to it’s original location, which I’ve essentially abandoned, so putting it up here for posterity..

A story, I would tell you If I may be so bold Forgive the teller would you It’s rather long – and old

A tale it is, of Kings and Queens Of thieves and beggars too Knights and [...]

Starlight, Starbright

Collin Van Uden — Sun, 30 Jan 2011 12:28:53 +0000

The night is thick, that darkness not banished by streaks of fluorescence from scattered streetlights whole.

The light brings no comfort, serving only to strengthen that already claimed by shadow.

The night is heavy, pregnant with the fears of those that dare traverse her, a fecundity that beckons to those who would inhabit her.

The dark breathes, promising [...]

A Waltz of Words

Collin Van Uden — Sun, 16 Jan 2011 12:52:37 +0000

Said the parrot to the king All the Highness quoth before Pleaded the parrots keeper “Tell me more, tell me more”

So told the father to the son “Boy, you’ll make me proud” Asked the child of his mother dear “Why does daddy talk so loud?”

“Well I never saw this coming” Cried the martyr to the flame “Never thought I’d be the one To suffer for [...]

Etymological Rabbit Holes FTW

Collin Van Uden — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 13:45:16 +0000

There’s a slight “not safe for work” warning attached to this. Unless you’re a gyneacologist I suppose.

Ten points if you can figure out how this is related to the concept of Liminality, and (believe it or not) Mark Pesce.

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Of The Dark

harlequinraw — Wed, 05 Jan 2011 14:45:31 +0000

Do you know why it is humans fear the dark youngling? Not the night – night is merely a cycle amongst cycles, just a part of the kaleidoscopic tumult of existence of which we are all of us a microscopically small portion. No, night is merely want of the sun.

Darkness, true darkness, is born of the [...]