observation of the day's end feels
almost sacred.
as the sun's nightly retreat nears completion,
the day's birds chirp their last songs.
they are ever so sweet to me
and will not be forgotten
when moon takes her seat on the throne
and darkness reigns till morning.
i hold them dear, ears perked,
(now the dogs,
the duet)
till nests are full and
silence settles upon the earth.
and i shall await the return
of their winged voices.
a bark of farewell,
now silence.
the final layers of dark have settled
into place.
thoughts of nothing but
how lovely are the river waters, as they part
for boats in the night
and whether or not i am
actually upside-down at this moment..
and now thunder has suddenly begun to march the skies and the clouds in the darkness up there send rain beating down to water the trees, the humans, keeping us alive, and its quite an unexpectedly vivacious parade for the evening if i do say so myself.
a little recap of rexxlife, lately
:
ears:
wugazi - 13 chambers
muddy waters/howlin' wolf - muddy and the wolf
jawbox - for your own special sweetheart
slayer - seasons in the abyss
late nights, good beers.
long, peace-filled walks after work, nights.
down a mountain, over a river, into the city.
pausing to lie in the grass in the dark park outside of a downtown hotel. the point where the walk ends and i am not yet ready to slip into the city from the trees. watching life go on blatantly before my eyes. so much at once. brightly lit, far enough off, unsuspecting. so many windows, each with a different view. and simply taking in the scene as a whole. so many thoughts here. a place to blow my own mind in peace and wanting to some day put it into words..
scrabble.
burgatory.
(build your own burger, rexxy style:
peppercorn rub, horseradish cheddar cheese, bacon, fried egg, sriracha remoulade, cabernet sauce, jalapenos, caramelized onion marmalade, onion crisps)
chocolate milkshake with coffee and crushed donuts mixed in.
(
)
job #1:
job#2:
(complete with three magical spiders who descend precisely aligned in three windows each night as the sun begins to fade, and enjoy the view with me
)
cooking ridiculous things such as deep fried bites full of barbecue chicken, bacon, jalapenos, and macaroni and cheese .
spending lots of days and nights out on the porch with my favorite person. drinking, grilling, chatting, whatevering, enjoying the spicy weather in our little sliver of pittsburgh.
^^^^^^^^ (bacon cameo!!!!!) ^^^^^^^^^
next weekend: SLAYER! \m/
thoughts i must dispense on my current reading: maldoror by comte de lautreamont aka isidore lucien ducasse
a pretty indescribable work of literature that i'm absolutely in love with thus far. it isn't really fiction, or non. not a novel or a poem. almost a philosophy. absolutely shocking with its contents of malice and gore and fucking radical controversy for its time. a smashing use of language. a fucking exploraaaaation into language! its one of those things you just have to read to understand. if you like seeing the fruits of pushing a sick mind to the limit and possess somewhat misanthropic qualities, i suggest this.
i am currently munching on kiwi and peaches.
i love juicy fruits.
and burning stick after stick of incense
and sex after sex after sex
and absurd gore
and squinty-eyed cats trying to stay awake
and tiny birds hopping in front of skyscrapers!
well, that's whats in my nutshell since we last spoke.
my candles have burnt down low.
time to light them with a noodle.
i could of course use a grill lighter,
or an incense stick,
but something in my brain tells my nose that it really enjoys the smell of a noodle, aflame
goodnight baby,
stay sparkly.
<3 Rexx
almost sacred.
as the sun's nightly retreat nears completion,
the day's birds chirp their last songs.
they are ever so sweet to me
and will not be forgotten
when moon takes her seat on the throne
and darkness reigns till morning.
i hold them dear, ears perked,
(now the dogs,
the duet)
till nests are full and
silence settles upon the earth.
and i shall await the return
of their winged voices.
a bark of farewell,
now silence.
the final layers of dark have settled
into place.
thoughts of nothing but
how lovely are the river waters, as they part
for boats in the night
and whether or not i am
actually upside-down at this moment..
and now thunder has suddenly begun to march the skies and the clouds in the darkness up there send rain beating down to water the trees, the humans, keeping us alive, and its quite an unexpectedly vivacious parade for the evening if i do say so myself.
a little recap of rexxlife, lately
:ears:
wugazi - 13 chambers
muddy waters/howlin' wolf - muddy and the wolf
jawbox - for your own special sweetheart
slayer - seasons in the abyss
late nights, good beers.
long, peace-filled walks after work, nights.
down a mountain, over a river, into the city.
pausing to lie in the grass in the dark park outside of a downtown hotel. the point where the walk ends and i am not yet ready to slip into the city from the trees. watching life go on blatantly before my eyes. so much at once. brightly lit, far enough off, unsuspecting. so many windows, each with a different view. and simply taking in the scene as a whole. so many thoughts here. a place to blow my own mind in peace and wanting to some day put it into words..
scrabble.
burgatory.
(build your own burger, rexxy style:
peppercorn rub, horseradish cheddar cheese, bacon, fried egg, sriracha remoulade, cabernet sauce, jalapenos, caramelized onion marmalade, onion crisps)
chocolate milkshake with coffee and crushed donuts mixed in.
(
)job #1:
job#2:
(complete with three magical spiders who descend precisely aligned in three windows each night as the sun begins to fade, and enjoy the view with me
)cooking ridiculous things such as deep fried bites full of barbecue chicken, bacon, jalapenos, and macaroni and cheese .
spending lots of days and nights out on the porch with my favorite person. drinking, grilling, chatting, whatevering, enjoying the spicy weather in our little sliver of pittsburgh.
^^^^^^^^ (bacon cameo!!!!!) ^^^^^^^^^
next weekend: SLAYER! \m/
thoughts i must dispense on my current reading: maldoror by comte de lautreamont aka isidore lucien ducasse
a pretty indescribable work of literature that i'm absolutely in love with thus far. it isn't really fiction, or non. not a novel or a poem. almost a philosophy. absolutely shocking with its contents of malice and gore and fucking radical controversy for its time. a smashing use of language. a fucking exploraaaaation into language! its one of those things you just have to read to understand. if you like seeing the fruits of pushing a sick mind to the limit and possess somewhat misanthropic qualities, i suggest this.
i am currently munching on kiwi and peaches.
i love juicy fruits.
and burning stick after stick of incense
and sex after sex after sex
and absurd gore
and squinty-eyed cats trying to stay awake
and tiny birds hopping in front of skyscrapers!
well, that's whats in my nutshell since we last spoke.
my candles have burnt down low.
time to light them with a noodle.
i could of course use a grill lighter,
or an incense stick,
but something in my brain tells my nose that it really enjoys the smell of a noodle, aflame
goodnight baby,
stay sparkly.
<3 Rexx
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dragonchild92:
And I forget to make a comment on you reading Maldoror 
I once had a dream to put Maldoror, Bataille and De Sade together in a kind of celebration of my passion for bdsm as lifestyle, and my passion for porn and psychologycal horror walking together, but then I thought that I was overreacting in my dareful desires. Maldoror was one of those books I read when I was teenager in my homeland.
I once had a dream to put Maldoror, Bataille and De Sade together in a kind of celebration of my passion for bdsm as lifestyle, and my passion for porn and psychologycal horror walking together, but then I thought that I was overreacting in my dareful desires. Maldoror was one of those books I read when I was teenager in my homeland.
patton:
mmm, you have such good taste in music!!!!!! <3