Developmental Theology 089 #19
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 26th, 2007
Take out a thesaurus and look this up. How many words are synonyms for ‘love’? -Loki. 06/26/07 Lesson #19
there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 26th, 2007
Take out a thesaurus and look this up. How many words are synonyms for ‘love’? -Loki. 06/26/07 Lesson #19
Loki is feeling very funny. You can tell this because I just referred to myself in the third person. I feel like doing thought flow writing, so, most of you can just ignore the following.
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 23rd, 2007
“If you never did, you should. These things are fun, and fun is good!” -Dr. Suess -Loki Lesson #18
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 22nd, 2007
“Never Knows Best” – Written on a cigarette in the anime series FLCL(Fooly Cooly, or Furi Curi) -Loki. 6/22/07 Lesson #17
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 20th, 2007
Finally, as requested(by my imaginary audience), something from the Protestant Bible. “Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are the meek: for they shall posses the land. Blessed are they who mourn: for they shall be comforted. Blessed are they that hunger and thirst after justice: for they [...]
Posted in Developmental Theology on Jun 13th, 2007
“We all bleed the same.” – Seven Mary Three: Headstrong -Loki 6/13/07 Lesson #15 (new Chattanooga: A Love Story soon.)
I am Odin One-Eye, keeper of the sacred letters, keeper of the magic of the land. I have hung myself from Yggdrasil and proven to the gods that I am God, the one God above gods. My sons and daughters shall be my court, and I shall remake the world in my image, a world [...]
Posted in poetry on Jun 9th, 2007
Ashes fall from my cigarette. I realize that it has started to burn my hand. Snuffing out the butt in an achingly overflowing ashtray. Brought back to the world at hand. Lost in thought. Pleasant memories often hurt more than caustic ones. I feel the fire light the flame cigarettes are all that’s left. -Loki.
Posted in poetry on Jun 8th, 2007
You are my everything, strung together like pop corn and tinsel. “There’s no way that I miss her,” I tell my friends all the time. But there you are on my mind, like everything forever and nowhere all together. My friends know I’m lying. -Loki.
Posted in poetry on Jun 7th, 2007
Deep river Turn, burn Loose from this life. I cannot feel my legs and arms. My head spins as the bad taste goes down the back of my throat. But quickly I’m dreaming in color. -Loki.