My Horror Scope for today..

[Adema - Giving In]

"Today you might have the chance to work with an interesting team of people, Wolven. Maybe you will be collaborating with a group of people on a project. You could enjoy the banter as people go back and forth with their ideas. This creative exchange could be stimulating and inspiring. Sometimes you tend to be too isolated with your work, so it's good for you to be bouncing energy off of your colleagues."

[Hoobastank - Crawling in the Dark]
The last sentence shows that, while they may have a good idea of what's going on, they don't know me NONE too well, on the personal level. Ah well. Hopefully i can get some of this going... Who wants to form a Senate? Huh? Huh?! Anybody?! *looks around with a mad gleam in his eye* C'moooonnnn..... You know you want to.... heh.

Did some Tarot stuff tonyte. Looks to be a good year, full of learning, teaching, and understanding. Of course there's still that whole people not talking to each other thing. But i'm used to that.

[Disturbed - Voices]
Anywho, that's all, for now. i hope everyone's doing well. Talk to you soon.

For you out there...

TOONAMI - [INFOLINK]--- i already wrote something else.... my head hurts.... too much thinking. But will i stop? of course not.

Zorak - [Don't Send In The Clowns]--- Fears...so many different fears and wants and worries in the world... It's difficult to get past them....

Alvin n the Chipmunks - [Gangsta Rap]--- Ah well. i'm not really saying anything, here... it's all crap... i should probably stop now. Before i go: Here, have a poem.

Something to Drink

Every now and again,
i just get this...
Need.
It's a thirst, or a
longing...
i don't know how to really describe it,
but you know what i mean.
That twitching in your throat,
the memory of the smell in your nostrils,
that bitter, sweet, musky, dark taste
on your tongue;
i need something to drink.
i need the familiar feeling
of my lips around an opening,
sucking it out, like it was Life
itself.
My tongue reaching out
to get every last drop,
take it all in.
The raw burn, down to my stomach,
the throbbing...
i NEED something to drink.
There's this intoxicating rush
that comes with drinking.
You're closer,
you're connected,
you're a part of something larger.
Salty, sweet, honeyed nectar,
making one's head spin.
You're together--
complete-- and, afterwards,
all that can be left,
if you really want to forget,
is the echo of the blood,
pounding through you--
the stain on your shirt,
and the bed.