an "interpretation" of the content in libellum's journal:
The forums, the friendliness of them, because I almost unable to go on the stifling temperatures but ended for a week and see past and there again and beauty I deliberately, just makes my lips on Friday. Outside the ideas I was mistaken. During my breath still surrounded, cocoon. Well they had begun (to be left I smoke). It's set I the real while moving restlessly in greater than I had my feet up been beautiful than falling leaves, go all I used to Cambridge and watched they why it's an amp for a silent luminous cocoon of most of loneliness and dodgems and they had come; all for years.
- libellum
I like this. No matter how many times I refresh, the nonsense is always strangely evocative, at least for me. It's like the livejournal version of a dream: rehashing events in a way that is ostensibly meaningless, but actually somehow makes sense of things. That or it's just self-indulgent silliness. Either way, I approve.
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on 2003-08-31 09:09 am (UTC)that's how i try to speak.
maybe i should send you the 10,000 word epic i wrote as a teen- it's like that but with more typological equivalents in addition.
i vowed to write it for my whole life. i've added nothing in 4 years, and one paragraph in 5 years.
because i'm not the messy boy i once was.
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on 2003-08-31 12:06 pm (UTC)but you're still a messy boy, only in the cool way. you know.
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on 2003-08-31 12:00 pm (UTC)Thanks for the link.
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on 2003-08-31 12:04 pm (UTC)ha, I got this for you:
Seven hours early; in traditional, western, modern take my only with this intellect needs the confluence of photography my photo prof I love honor him for other reasons (other reasons that's always the littler of my work reminds him of mine from my first mother optimistically predicted I'd already seen before this shit but that I'm in temperature). Next stop freedom. And afterwards, the rain, hard over the clouds, the day (very distant who steadfastly refuses to the level reason that that was not that this stop thinking of the reason that this happens every time). Zooming through standing water on one there. Even an old student of course, Gibson, this, is a real danger to the clouds, the bill, of the base of any it's just a normal person (only with this time as beyond and the occasion)?
makes a lot more sense than mine, actually. the syntax almost works in places. bizarre!
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on 2003-08-31 12:45 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2003-09-01 08:18 am (UTC)could i be a friend, darling?
xoxox
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on 2003-09-01 09:51 am (UTC)