parishloveless

parishloveless last signed in Jun 03 2009 and has been on Bukisa since Apr 09, 2009.

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A Letter Regarding the Soulless Enterprise

Published May 10, 2009 /

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It makes me sick to think of the shit eaten grins on the faces of those frost biten souls. They are cold blooded, vile animals. They live in fear. The lies that they have told, surely will be found out, as the truth is uncovered. These sheeple cannot even look

Jocund Hyrule

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

Reality is of no consequence! It is radiating; the universe is expanding; the planet substains the life that lives without hearts, these are beings which can woo the stars!
Rude Awakening

by parishloveless | in Culture & Society > Politics

"C'mon people, this is serious wake up! realize that this countries freedom is fragile the economy is crumbling...."
An Esoteric Qualm Concerning the Passing Comforts Of Love

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

A rational depth has certainly became my surviving sanity's abyss, In which, I do wish to continue in this way.
Mental Blocks

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

I peer at questions that had never been answered; lose my fear as I ration it's reason, rhyming phrases with there based statement; often, I contemplate my own amazement with mental allocations, it leaves me dry and I cannot claim the time that is left in the world when I was lost in mine.
Parish Loveless

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

" The things that we do to get us through the days we have on earth, journeying through it backwards until the day we reverse our course. . . "
Sin Memories

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

Tragic affairs disappear in radical allay, pressure dropped by a wraith of memories; Pain is proof of existence, is this to be my pellucid engagement?
The Haruspex

by parishloveless | in Art & Entertainment > Literature

Let me breathe! You are a perpetrator by unlawful design, constricted to whither away; I lost hope for you in the passing of days.