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:: 2006 1 September :: 8.16 pm
:: Mood: annoyed
:: Music: Led Zepplin - Stairway To Heaven

deathbyjisatsu: Don't you dare shoot yourself in the head.
deathbyjisatsu: It would kill me
LotusLE98: What the hell are you talking about?
deathbyjisatsu (8:11:39 PM): I had a dream


Auto Response from LotusLE98 (8:11:40 PM): I am away from my computer right now.


deathbyjisatsu (8:11:43 PM): A nightmare actually
deathbyjisatsu (8:11:50 PM): I was talking to you on the phone.
deathbyjisatsu (8:12:13 PM): And I guess you told me you had a gun in your hand
deathbyjisatsu (8:12:25 PM): And you said to me "I can't take this crap anymore. It ends now."
deathbyjisatsu (8:12:31 PM): And you shot yourself
deathbyjisatsu (8:12:46 PM): And I went into shock
deathbyjisatsu (8:12:56 PM): I got really heavy into alcohol and drugs
deathbyjisatsu (8:13:20 PM): And your death started a huge protest among teens
deathbyjisatsu (8:13:30 PM): We wanted some sort of change
deathbyjisatsu (8:14:54 PM): And I came upon these kids in the Mall parking lot with picket fencse saying things like "Don't let this happen again." with a picture of you dead on it
deathbyjisatsu (8:14:58 PM): And things like that
deathbyjisatsu (8:15:36 PM): And I told them all to come back to place because I was having a massive party filled alcohol and galaxy of drugs
deathbyjisatsu (8:15:45 PM): And then I started going crazy from missing you
deathbyjisatsu (8:15:49 PM): And yeah....

<3

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:: 2006 26 August :: 2.15 pm
:: Mood: Happy
:: Music: Metallica - Nothing Else Matters

Poo.
Poo pish posh.
Pish posh poo.
Poo posh pish posh.
Pish posh pish posh.
Poo.

Hi

School's going well.
And I'm doing fairly well in AP US
I'm aiming for an A
So far I have an 86.25
So I have to do SUPER well on my test Monday
And my other classes are going fairly well too.

So yeah.

There you go.

Pink Floyd - Time

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then the one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in the relative way, but you're older
And shorter of breath and one day closer to death
Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time is gone the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field, tolling on the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
And hear the softly spoken magic spell

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For me


:: 2006 18 August :: 4.38 pm
:: Mood: Tired
:: Music: Diego

Buddhist Wisdom
In the eating hall, a stuffed parrot hung from the ceiling, and from its golden beak dangled a card that read, "We are in training to be nobody special." I had often repeated this to myself, working against my need for achievement and recognition, and the discontent that could engender. "I am in training to be nobody special." Saying the words in my mind, I felt how they redirected me from a certain seductive struggle and excitement and disease, into a more stable focus: forget what others think of you, forget the future goal of achievement; arrive instead in this body/mind, attending to this present moment. This is is the whole of practice.

-Sandy Boucher, "Hidden Spring"

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For me


:: 2006 11 August :: 4.44 pm
:: Mood: Happy
:: Music: Assemblage 23 - Let Me Be Your Armor

Sometimes wishes do come true.
I love you Diego

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:: 2006 6 August :: 4.29 pm
:: Mood: Sleepy and Confused
:: Music: Tool - H

Daily Buddhist Wisdom
Sakka asked the Buddha: "Do different religious teachers head for the same goal or practice the same disciplines or aspire to the same thing?"

"No, Sakka, they do not. And why? This world is made up of myriad different states of being, and people adhere to one or another of these states and become tenaciously possessive of them, saying, 'This alone is true, everything else is false.' It is like a territory that they believe is theirs. So all religious teachers do not teach the same goal or the same discipline, nor do they aspire to the same thing.

"But if you find truth in any religion or philosophy, then accept that truth without prejudice."

-Digha Nikaya

That's what I'm talking about.

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For me


:: 2006 29 July :: 10.02 pm
:: Mood: Tired/Hungry
:: Music: VAC - Slut

Well it may sound absurd
I want to be a wreck for you
Smash out my honor on your floor
Fill up your bathtub with my moods
Well it may sound a little frightening
I want to swallow all of your skin
Chew your soft tissue into ash
Beat your ego black and blue
I will be your doll
I will be your hole
I will crush your bones
I will abrade your soul
I will be your toy
I will be your thing
I will tear you down with the twist i bring
I will be your doll
I will be your toll at the gates of hell
That is what i'm for
I will be your flesh
I will be your end
Then on to the next
I will start again
I will be your doll
I will be your girl
I will remove your heart
I will burn your world
I will be your object
Tease and Tear
I will be your "hell, i don't have anything to wear"
I will be your slut
I will be your bitch
I will be your never ending, unbefriending,
self-expending, moral-bending thorn

Velvet Acid Christ - Slut

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:: 2006 25 July :: 2.24 pm
:: Mood: Good
:: Music: Seven Mary Three - Cumbersumb

I have a question.
If you had a secret compartment in your room,
What would you put in it?
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:: 2006 20 July :: 11.26 am
:: Mood: Excited
:: Music: Wumpscut - Wreath of Barbs (thanks Naomi!)

Buddhist Wisdom
It is easier to meditate than to actually do something for others. I feel that merely to meditate on compassion is to take the passive option. Our meditation should form the basis for action, for seizing the opportunity to do something.

-His Holiness the Dalai Lama

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:: 2006 30 May :: 1.46 am
:: Mood: Amazed
:: Music: Keith

Oh. My. God.
Go watch this.
Now.
Do it.
It's worth your time.
<3

For me


:: 2006 5 March :: 5.05 pm
:: Mood: Sleepy and gewd
:: Music: Tool - Forty six and two

Wisdom.
All formations are transient; all formations are subject to suffering; all things are without a self.

Therefore, whatever there be of form, of feeling, perception, mental formations, or consciousness, whether past, present, or future, one's own or external, gross or subtle, lofty or low, far or near, one should understand according to reality and true wisdom: 'This does not belong to me; this am I not; this is not my Self.'

-Anguttara Nikaya and Samyutta Nikaya

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:: 2005 2 August :: 4.11 pm
:: Mood: Hmn..
:: Music: Diary Of A Madman - Ozzy

My half-awake dream.. thing...
deathbyjisatsu: I had like... some sort of insight thing last night..
deathbyjisatsu: Kinda like a vision or something.
d0m1natr1xf3ary: What happened?
deathbyjisatsu: Well, you know what enlightenment is right?
d0m1natr1xf3ary: Yes.
deathbyjisatsu: Well, in this thing I had (I was on the verge of sleep when it happened) I was an angel trying to get to heaven, to enlightenment
d0m1natr1xf3ary: Hmm..okay...
deathbyjisatsu: But there where these black thorns and branches blocking my way. Like the fog in your head, you know?
d0m1natr1xf3ary: Yes.
deathbyjisatsu: And everytime I got past some branches and into a ray of light from heaven, my mind felt a little clearer
deathbyjisatsu: Then the branches would pull me down again
d0m1natr1xf3ary: Ah, I see.
deathbyjisatsu: And I kept trying to fly up, but I couldn't get there
deathbyjisatsu: It was all very symbolic
d0m1natr1xf3ary: Indeed.

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:: 2005 17 July :: 6.47 pm
:: Music: Creep

So true, so very true.
A student asked: "For all the different people who have come to listen to your words, please tell us about the way you have found and known."

The Buddha answered: "When you take things it is because of a thirst, a clinging, and a grasping. You should lose that and lose it altogether, above, below, around, and within. It makes no difference what it is you are grasping. When you grasp, you are losing your freedom. Realize this and grasp at nothing. Then you will cease being a creature of attachment, tied to the powers of death."

-Sutta Nipata

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:: 2005 16 May :: 12.29 am

A Match
Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)


If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather,
Blown fields or flowerful closes,
Green pleasure or gray grief;
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf.

If I were what the words are,
And love were like the tune,
With double sound and single
Delight our lips would mingle,
With kisses glad as birds are
That get sweet rain at noon;
If I were what the words are
And love were like the tune.

If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death,
We’d shine and snow together
Ere March made sweet the weather
With daffodil and starling
And hours of fruitful breath;
If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death.

If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy,
We’d play for lives and seasons
With loving looks and treasons
And tears of night and morrow
And laughs of maid and boy;
If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy.

If you were April’s lady,
And I were lord in May,
We’d throw with leaves for hours
And draw for days with flowers,
Till day like night were shady
And night were bright like day;
If you were April’s lady,
And I were lord in May.

If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We’d hunt down love together,
Pluck out his flying-feather,
And teach his feet a measure,
And find his mouth a rein;
If you were queen of pleasure.
And I were king of pain.

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:: 2005 11 May :: 12.22 am

EPN22590: I just saw a cockroach and screamed
deathbyjisatsu: xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
deathbyjisatsu: Will you kill me if I put that in my journal? xD
EPN22590: I guess not
EPN22590: It scared me
deathbyjisatsu: Awwww
EPN22590: It's so icky..
EPN22590: It moved so quickly and dirty like...
EPN22590: With it's antenna
EPN22590: ~Shivers~
deathbyjisatsu: XDDDDD
EPN22590: Okay I'm safe
EPN22590: I sealed off my door and am currently hiding underneath the covers
deathbyjisatsu: xD

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:: 2005 8 May :: 12.02 pm

I love my Mommy!
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