An Ensemble of Es Entangled and an Eloquent Epic Expressed Posted by Sad Blogger , 24.11.12 at Saturday, November 24, 2012, in

(THIS WAS MUCH HARDER THAN THE OTHERS!)

Encumbered--or perhaps endowned--with Elephantitis of the extremities, Esmeralda Eenpalu is an excellent example of an enlarged Estonian. Exuding an ethereal elegance extrinsic to equivalent episodes, she enjoys her existence enthusiastically and effortlessly. Every evening Esmeralda would eagerly embark on the earnest enterprise of editing her estranged Ethan's eulogy, an elaborately engineered epitaph explicating his egotisitc and exiguous existence. Eventually, exhausted and expired and experiencing evident ennui, Esmeralda would extract her euphemism and escort her essence to an evanescent end.

What Rhyme's with Know-it? Posted by Happy Blogger , 23.11.12 at Friday, November 23, 2012, in

I love dreams
I love that reality is a dream and dreams are reality, at least that's how I feel most of the time.
I feel crazy. But crazy is perfect, and fucked up is perfect, so I will be perfect

I always say I just write thoughts- but as my crazy poet friend always says "thoughts are poetry, everything is poetry" I might as well admit that I have written another thing-a-ma-bob-that-I-have-problems-defining

the world where we live

in parallel skies we sit together

in parallel rooms we drink tea

in the delta waters we find infinite time

        it is easy to get found with you

here, things aren't complex

here, things find themselves

here, I don't worry that we don't collide

     in that place where we should belong

I hold onto reflections, intentions, perfection

I hold onto embraces, those traces, space

I hold on so hard

         that in waking makes me raw

you're disguised as the air

you're so gone that you're there

but I know you're waiting

              by the delta waters

there, we resume where we left off

there, we disregard earth's imprisonment

there by the delta waters

               is the world where we live

Yet another vague look into the depths of my dilemma. 

Yours truly, 

Happy Blogger