Guess I Don't Need to Write My Own Biography
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When That Day Comes
The day when i know there are actual spirits living in my house is the day when they come pounding on my bathroom door yelling at me to stfu when singing in the shower ~eekoh
About being an idiot
I'm an idiot.
Because... as an Idiot, you can make mistakes. No one expects an idiot to be flawless. Or you can get up one day and decide that for today you're a dinosaur. Everything is better when you're a dinosaur. Or a dragon.
You can grin and wave whenever a stranger stares at you instead of pretending you never noticed the other person staring. You can laugh about a lot of the typical Internet problems, including the people who call a picture of a freshly washed plush polar bear racist.
As an idiot you can read children's books AND enjoy reading them. You can also read newspapers, comics, science books, manuals and flyers of the local churches too. In English, German, Japanese, French or whatever languages you decided to learn just for fun and without ever really getting to use them. After all, time is important and valuable and you should not spend years on learning a language just because it's fun, right? Right. Idiot.
As an idiot you can watch cartoons all day on a free day, wh
And I will Always be the Moon
We have gotten so attached to these days and these months,
but a deer doesn't know a Tuesday from a Thursday
and a caribou can't comprehend that it was born on a September afternoon,
but they can understand this instant, this moment, this breath,
only now, no longer the past, and only the future when they get there,
there's a healthy lack of awareness in that,
escaping the fear of death but thriving off the instinct to live,
everything so primal and based off gut reactions,
I guess you could say ignorance is bliss,
but ignorance only actually applies when it comes to humanity,
oh I would like a life like that,
one that is organic, tangible, and ripe with bloody berries,
one where carnal creatures run rampant,
one where we rise from the dirt with muddy thighs
because we were bred into these earthly bodies
to hold seconds in our palms like newborn children,
and to throw our heads back and howl against the awareness that we are dying,
for oh this skin is only our host,