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http://virtualjank.tumblr.com/

♡ i stared a blog to showcase my own visual art, it would be cool to see what u guys think ♡

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soundscape fights back

cacophonous mutters synching, they want to grow in to a murderous conniption and i'm appointed the fool to break it to them that they can never be anything more than ghost whispers aligning to an abstract technique of measuring the space between breaths; i'm so sorry

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Shiva-Loka

Itching contacts adjust to off-black hallways. There is a scorching trumpet in your right ear. You notice your feet and also the source of light: a blanket of soft obsidian glow emanating from the floor. You lay on it and soak up its warmth. Sleep stirs in to agonizing simple descension; a relentless free fall. You howl to be awakened and pull yourself in to a similar plane in which you plummet thousands of feet in to a motel ceiling. Your head reaches for where it once had derived and finds a cutout of a sleeping you(!) that penetrates a moon above. It becomes smaller, still mimicking the cutout you are about to make through the shingles of Motel 6.

"Congratulations," rings through your invaded canal. "You left it all behind."

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binging in color

i live in a cubicle making collect calls that never go through

every thing is white every single thing is white i don't want to call anymore

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FILL UP YOUR CANTEEN IN THE OCEAN AND FILL UP YOUR HIP FLASK IN THE SINK I KNEW YOU WERE LYING WHEN YOU SAID YOU WERE SORRY BECAUSE YOUR LIPSTICK WAS SMEARED TO YOUR CHIN I THOUGHT IT WAS BLOOD

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orange

i spend days sat cross-legged in front of the cage of a bird with a library under its feathers

the lids of my eyes are peeled back with a heavy tape and i am pumped nutrients through an iv hanging to my wrist 

i can take no more and open its cage hesitantly taking the helpless in to my grasp

the bird squirms, clenched to his wings i scream that i bleed to know!

and i ruin the bird

in a satisfying crunch

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help: there is an abstraction of a boy in my kitchen, he tries to eat real food and cut himself with steak knives to become a full boy again

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dare you to hopscotch on the underside of a cavern and use a stalagmite as a pen to to tell the forgiving walls       ['what's wrong']

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well spent

i want to hang out with you and make up a new name for every untitled track in my itunes

we can lay on my shag carpet and drink fruit juice, i just got a new blender from costco, it was fifty dollars

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shhhhhhhhhhhhh

velvet voice from hell telling you exactly why you need to stop doing what you wanna do

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every time i return to my mountain top it fades even more than the last time i remember

sometimes, i go to my irenic stream and other times i go deep under my covers where no one can find me, but it is never as good as my mountain top

my mountain top overlooks a boundless lake with lava at the bottom, you can see the lava moving, it keeps the lake warm for swimming

today, i left in search of my mountain top and all that was left was the back of my eyelids

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cold news

look out the black window, past your own reflection; admire how numb you are to every beautiful thing passing around you because the novelty of newness has worn

turn your head to the child down the aisle who gawks in silence at your commonplace— his eyes fill with a freshness that has expired and gone stale in your own

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technological deficiencies

in this instant i can converse with anyone anywhere in the world i can make the most talented musicians in the world perform for me i can know what it feels like outside in japan or iraq or anywhere but i can't fall asleep

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i hate you i want you to love me

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fear of completion

i'm scared of you, document                       what if i ruin you beyond repair?                          what if i waste my time furthering you                                then waste my time covering the tracks?

i think i'm more afraid of a half-full word document than death, probably

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things that need improving

balancing consumption and creation balancing influence and influencing balancing day and night balancing friends and myself completion remembrance

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the knower

i want to change my profile picture to a photo of me on my death bed, laughing because i finally figured it out and i refuse to tell you

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