Screw Hollywood. Chat.

Claire
WWWWWHHHHHHHAAAATTTT?????????
NOW THE LAWNMOWER GUYS????
DO NOT ADD TO THIS!!!

12:18Maddie
WHAT?!
MORDOR HATH UNLEASHED ITS FURY!

12:19Claire
IONIA WILL FALL IF WE DO NOT FIGHT HARDER!!!!!

12:19Maddie
PUSH THE 1ST AND 5TH PLATOONS UP THE LEFT FLANK!
IN SHORT, CRANK UP DEM TOONS!

12:22Claire
ALL SQUADRONS ARE IN PLAY!!

12:23Maddie
NO! Our reserve forces are still at bay
keep them there and bide!

12:23Claire
SED 'EM IN

12:23Maddie
NO

12:23Claire
*SEND

12:23Maddie
BIDE
BIDE
IF WE SEND THEM IN, WE WILL BE UTTERLY DEFENSELESS!

12:25Claire
WE'RE DYIN' ON THE FRONT LINES HERE!
WE NEED REINFORCEMENTS!

12:26Maddie
KSSSHHHHH look, we cannot deploy our reserves. Pull back so our 2nd and 7th platoons can push the offense! KKKSSSHHHH

12:28Claire
THEY'RE DEAD!
THEY'RE ALL DEAD!

12:28Maddie
WHO?! KSSSSH

12:29Claire
HHHHSSSSSHHHHKKKKSSSSSHHHHH THE SECOND KKKKSSSSHHHH AND KKKSSSRRRRRSSSSSHHHH 7TH KKKKKKKSSSSHHH!!! WE'RE GETTING KILLED OUT HEREKKKKKKKKKKSSSSS

12:30Maddie
2nd and 7th are with me here, what are you bitching about Lieutenant?! KSSHSHH

12:30Claire
BETA TEAM KKKKKKKK

12:30Maddie
SENDING IN THE OUTER DEFENSESKKKKKKSHHHH

12:30Claire
THE FRONT KKKKSSSSSSSHHH LINES ARE BREAKKIINNGGG!!

12:31Maddie
HOLD THOSE LINES LIEUTENANT GODDAMNIT KSSSSSSHHHH

12:31Claire
THEY'RE GETTING THROUGH KKKKSSSSHHHH

12:31Maddie
OUTER DEFENSES SWITCHING TO OFFENSE, PLUNGE IN! KSSH

12:31Claire
WE'RE FISH FOOD OUT HERE KKKKKSSSSHHH

12:31Maddie
CHANGE LOCATION!
TEAM YOUNGESTCHILD CHANGE LOCATION
KSSSHHHH
I REPEAT, CHANGE LOCATION! KSHHH
COULD LIGHTEN THE INCOMING FLOW OF ENEMIES KSSSSHHHH

12:33Claire
CAN'T
WE'RE BOXED IN!! KKKKSSSSHHH

12:33Maddie
WHY NOT LIEUTENANT?!
LOCATION NOT WORKIGN?!
NOT EVEN THE LOWER BUNKERS?!
KKKKKSSSSHHHH

12:34Claire
LOWER BUNKERS IMPOSSIBLE TO GET TO.
KKKKSSSSHH

12:34Maddie
HOW?!?!?! KSSSSSHHHH
CLIMB DOWN THE MOUNTAIN PASS, IT'S NEXT TO YOUR QUARTERS WHERE YOU ARE CURRENTLY HARBORED!!! KSSSSHHHHH

12:36Claire
THE BASE IS TOO IMPORTANT
THERE IS TOO MUCH TO LOSE!

12:38Maddie
GODDAMNIT LIEUTENANT IF YOU DON'T GET DOWN TO THE LOWER BUNKER, THERE WONT BE ANY NEED TO WORRY ABOUT WHAT IS AT STAKE!!! LEAD THE REST OF YOUR COMPANY DOWN TO THE BUNKER!!! KKKKKKSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH

Claire
WWWEEEE CAN'T

12:39Maddie
CLAIRE, CLAIRE!!!
CAN YOU HEAR ME!!! KSSSH
THERE IS KSHHHHHHH AN AIR RADE KSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHH
THEY KSSSSSH ARE KSHHHHH
HITTING US KSSSSHHH WITH OPERATION TODDLER KSSHHHHHHHHHH
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Le Future

I looked into my future and I saw a snake, the Shenai, and India.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_aThb251-Sk

Atlantis

Your entire body shakes when you laugh.
As if your sense of humor was built on a fault line,
And the coast of your heart falls into the ocean of yourself,
And I am left looking for this Atlantis.

Left looking for this place that exists in stories told by old men
Who were there when mathematics assured them,
Their willingness to believe was greater than their determination to dismiss.
I am left looking for Atlantis.
Regardless of the scientists that insist my efforts would be better-spent unearthing clues to where the wild things went.


Dry as it might, faith can’t put a dent in fact.
So we must settle for watching science reenact the world.
As if the universe was curled around this globe.
And if we consider that the universe is never ending,
Then we are not even a microbe.
We’re like a death threat from a pacifist.
We’re nothing.


But the Heisenberg uncertainty principle states that nothing is fo shizzle.
And the interesting thing about that is
It ensures the principle itself can’t even be a fact.
But we still act as if this time we can see the forest for the trees.
Regardless of the soft wood lumber levy
We fall in line like reforest pine
It’s all straight rows,
Where everything grows a little less wild
And a little more humdrum, ho hum.
We come from a mentality that rarely sees the horror in symmetry,
Or the beauty in non-conformity.


We insist that for us everything must be clear-cut.
But what about philosophy?
What about the tree that fell in the forest that no one was around to hear?
It is a little less clear and a little more deep,
Deep like if Oprah Winfrey farts in a bathtub
And no bubbles come to the surface,
Is there an alternate universe where the price of gas is cheap?
It’s possible,
But we can’t prove it.
Anymore than we can prove that light can move fast enough to stop a monster
Hiding in the closet.
We deposit our faith in fear,
But we clear our minds to the possibility that
Maybe we as adults secretly sometimes still get scared of the dark,
Things that go bump in the night.


And I can’t prove that I have ever loved anyone.
But despite the smoking and the over weight body,
I want to grow old with you.
Go through muscle and joint pains,
To the point that every time it rains,
We can feel it in our knees.
Get arthritis so bad that every time we move,
We sound like two bowls of rice crispies.
We'll snap, kracle and pop.
But we still take the time to stop and take the time.
I am looking for Atlantis.


Letting faith turn this fiction into fact.
As if I have tracked this missing continent for decades.
And all I know so far is that it is somewhere under water.
I am looking for clues in those blurry photos of U.F.O.’s
And thinking “if aliens are so smart then
Why don’t they start making their spaceships look like airplanes?”
That way we would just point to the sky and say
“An airplane in a common place
and not at all suspect”


We are all shipwrecked on this idea that everything has to be explained.
But maybe we just need to believe that
Lemmings jump off of cliffs to prove that they love us.
And sure that sacrifice is as empty as the box of condoms
Politicians used when they thought they could fuck us.
But it’s nice to believe that somebody up there cares enough to plummet onto jagged backbreaking rocks in an attempt to tell us we’re beautiful.
Tell us that as far as life goes,
Our fingerprints are like snowflakes.
We leave them on everything.
But they melt in the time it takes to touch someones tongue.
But if we’re lucky
Maybe we’re a member along with the sunken cities of a lost continent.


This is for each child who is a monument to the ones who came before
Maybe the best we can hope for,
Is that those we leave behind find comfort in,
Knowing they we were born out of love and not science.
But biology explains the how, but love explains the why.


So in the event of our deaths we hereby bequeath all of these words to you
And they are only meant to say that uncertainty is something that everyone goes through,
And there is not much in the way of proof, but believe me we loved you.
We held our breath for your first step, your first word, we laughed when it finally occurred to you lemons are sour.


This is for every time love become the finest minute in the darkest hour
This is for those who scour the streets wondering where the wild things went,
For the believers who lent us their madness.
This is for everyone we miss.
And this is for the children who are lost.


Sadness is nothing more than the cost of being able to smile once in a while
And grief is the trial we stand to offer evidence
That your fingerprints were left on our hearts and our skin
And in terms of proof, love can be demonstrated in giving.
Our lives consist of the effort we give in swimming towards the lost continent,
Where you are rumored to be living.


-Shane Koyczan

Tolkien's' Bitch

I just spent 3 hours in Barnes and Noble reading about the history of Middle Earth and the forgotten tales by Tolkien (Which include stories preceding and running through the first three ages of Middle Earth, the story of the Ring Wraith search as told by Sauron, and the history of Celeborn and Galadriel). Good god. *head smack*

It was fantastic. I loved every little nano-second of it.