Archive for August, 2009


Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on August 14, 2009 by gothiclg

i never get a chance

to distill my visitors,

no matter how unwanted.


i’ve spent my years wondering

why me? ive

slowly become accustomed to

being haunted around every turn.


i know of my

help and of his

feelings but why are the rest undistilled?

knowing what you eat

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 13, 2009 by gothiclg

if your like most people who arent vegetarians/vegans you arent aware of whats in your food or how “good” they really are for you. you just eat because your hungry and often dont think about whats actually there, how it might be polluted or really bad for you. in fact, a lot of the foods we’ve been growing up thinking are really good for us or even polluted. yeah, you read that right, polluted.

did you have any idea that pestisides like ddt, long illegal within the united states, are not only still here but in the food we eat? they remain in the ground still. the plants take this pestiside out of the ground and make it part of themselves. these plants are often harvested and can be fed not only to us in all non-organic veggies but to the animals most americans also eat. the animals magnify the polutants they get from the plants and once we eat them this number is magnafied again. we have an even larger number of polutants this way than if we had just eaten the plants themselves.

any idea how many drugs are in your meat? living here in the states the number of drugs is uregulated so there could be more than you could imagine. if we lived somewhere like europe, there would be only 4 and none would be used in humans. here, any number of them could be used in humans and the number is so high many countries wont even import meat from this country. worried about swine flu now? maybe even any number of other colds? thanks to the meat your eating and all of the antibiotics used in both the animals and in humans we’re practically a breading ground for a superbug that doctors wont be able to treat. we’re all welcoming a pandemic.

worried about cancer? meat makes your risk even higher. no matter how much you eat your risk is higher.

like fish for the fatty acids? no good health links. in fact, it may even damage your health and you can get the same fatty acids from other scources other than fish and fish oil.

i bet you may even be one of those people who believe humans need meat. lets lock you in a room with a cow with your only weapons being your own teeth and fingernails. its really hard to kill that cow in the first place, none the less eat it. thats why tigers are carnivores: those things are specialized. know your intestines? your meat stays rotting udigested in them because you cat digest all of it like a carnivore could. humans are meant to eat non-animal products. with them we’re not doing ourselves any good.

dont want to believe me? look at my links below “know your food”, see what i’m saying is true. still dont want to believe it after that? you know how to use google. feel free to look into it all yourself. theres plenty on the web to show it and just as much in a local library. you just have to be willing to find it.

dolores claiborne by stephen king

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on August 9, 2009 by gothiclg

being a stephen king fan and having read many of his novels over the years it wasn’t quite what i had expected.

for me, most of his novels are creepy enough to keep me up some nights, even as someone with horror movies, novels, and writing an abundant part of my life since i was young.

with murder, incest, and some accidents along the way it was definately a great read. it was one i wasnt tempted to put down and was bummed when i fineally reached the end and knew what happened to the main charecter (and narrator) dolores claiborne.

new to stephen king or an old fan i definately recomend this book.


Posted in poetry, romance with tags , , on August 7, 2009 by gothiclg

i’d give anything

to break this silece and keep

myself from

falling in and out.


i would love to

have someone that

i was afraid to let down.


i have to have something to

keep myself occuopied through

the times before

destructio takes its wake.

the vampyre (embodiment of the undead)

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on August 6, 2009 by gothiclg

Two thousand years. Two thousand very long years. With all this time behind me I still missed the only woman I felt loved me for who I was instead of what I was. Some women over the years discovered what I was, though most by accident. Most became obsessed with the one thing only I cold give them: immortal life. So many of them could never get passed the fact that a simple bite could cause them to live forever that they followed me everywhere, they also occasionally almost blew the secret I’d kept for so long before that. Every one of them I drained so completely that there was no way they would become immortal or be revived by humans. I pumped them with so many toxins that often they were believed to have drank themselves into a stupor and a killer had somehow drained them of all of the blood they had. Of course, I always moved towns after the deaths so I was never caught. Now, in 2010, My secret was close to being exposed to all of humanity once again. This time it wasn’t by a woman, it was from a young man sick with aids. He was threatening to reveal my secret if I didn’t make him immortal and let him live with me forever he’d blow my cover. Many times I have thought of gaining myself a male companion. Though, in this modern age, being gay wasn’t accepted, this young man already accepted that he is this way despite society’s hatred of the way he is. Despite this, something still worries me. He clearly looked more modern than I did, like he belonged with these people. The year of my birth made me very conspicuous because I didn’t look the same. Though I often passed as a foreigner I was nervous that this man may have guessed my secret based off of my looks. This is something that bothered me very dearly and was something I didn’t want to happen again if it could be avoided. That was something I planned on asking him that night, in exchange for the honest answer I decided that I would change him. Thanks to my ability to read minds I would know instantly what the real answer was, if he told me or not. I went to the apartment we had agreed to share and waited on him. When he returned from work he was amazed to see me there. We both worked nights and slept before dawn came. For now, we had maybe a half hour before sunrise. I was usually on the prowl for small amounts of animals to dine on and was trying to appear inconspicuous. “What are you doing home? Your usually still out looking for things to dine on.” “Usually I am yes. I found some stray pit bulls tonight. They were good other than some mange. Thats not why I’m waiting here tonight. I would like to change you but in exchange I want an honest answer to a question.” “Anything! Anything at all! All I would ever want to do is make you happy.” “How did you discover I was a vampyre despite me never giving you any clues to my nature?” He hesitated. I read his mind to see what was running through his mind. He’d met my kind before it seems. The other had also been very kind to him with the exception of one thing: he gave him the blood that infected him with aids. He’d been told that it was a serum that would change him into a vampyre. Instead he had discovered that he had been infected with aids and left to die. I even knew the vampyre he spoke of: Monroe Osdale, my very own creator. He was killed around the time this man was infected with aids. This is the man that got my predecessor murdered! Our leaders, the first of the vampyre clan knew when a human was lieing about knowing the truth of the myths. He had himself infected on purpose so one more vampyre would be out of this world. Before he ever had a chance to answer, I lunged. I drained him completely while the neighbors heard him scream. With the amount of time I had left that night I fled, found a new place to hide while the sun god made his rounds. The next night I would once again start over in a new city.

who is your god?

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on August 6, 2009 by gothiclg
So many different Gods
Packaged and veiwed in
So many different ways it
Can get hard to remember
Who belongs to who.
So many different religions
That argue that their God
Is the best and the only,
That only those that want
To deny his existance for
Fun wouldn’t beleive in the
Same one as them.
Even within the same religion
The one they choose to call
God can be shown differntly
And the very dynamics of what
Is called a prayer to him
Can change with the seasons.
No one thinks that someone
Else’s beleifs could be correct.
Their own personall ones need
To be the only ones out there,
Everyone else needs to be wrong.
Who has ever thought to
Break the idea of a God or
Even many gods down to the
Basic DNA?
Who ever would have thought
That God could change from
Person to person and that
Every person could possibly
Be completely wrong?
So many people try to convert,
So many go to other countries
To preach their truth instead of
Leaving everyone to their own
Truth, no matter its age or the
State of taboo to other parts
Of the world.
Alone here in America hundreds
Of Gods are represented, even
If it’s just one kid beleiveing they
Were personally touched by the
Noodley appendage of the Great
Spagetti monster in their closet.
Why must we fight over who is
Right when we could all be wrong?

the roaches have no king reveiw

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on August 6, 2009 by gothiclg

a book from the perspective of cockroaches living in a jewish mans home. they once lived in the beautiful filth of the mans home and enjoyed every moment of it. this bliss was shattered when the mans girlfriend, known to the roaches as the gypsy, leaves him. a new woman comes into the picture and is a neat freak. as the roaches fight for their way of life one also goes on a fight to find the gypsy and have her return.

definately an interesting veiw of an insect. its definately a veiw that most people wouldnt consider looking into. the further you go into the story the more you wonder what will happen. though im not usaully one to enjoy a book from the veiw of something i would consider a pest, as with many other readers. i fully expected to be completely grossed out by the thought of reading a book from the point of veiw of a roach. by the end of the book you feel for the roach and understand everything they were going through. a great book for parents and their kids, or just as a person who enjoys reading. even with the point of veiw of a roach there, you still wont feel sympathetic enough to keep the buggers in your home!