Summer of '79
I was born this day in 1979. I am 26. I am pissed it is my birthday. I don't want to get any older.
Fuck.
Oh well.
Fuck.
Oh well.
posted by redwine at 10:49 AM
6.24.2005
About Me
- Name: redwine
- Location: KC, KANSAS
cutting necks and swinging swords. gunslingin. there are too many chambers, you can't enter.
Previously on Recollections
- Broken Ribs
- Shameless Plug
- Glock
- Money
- Boredom
- Rebuilding the Machine
- American Dogs
- Dog 3
- Reality is a crutch for people who can't cope with...
- Dog 2: We are all pussies
Seeing these hills again makes me remember things I don't think I ever knew - recollections of dirt clods and whiskey and light over the plains, and Kansas purple storms pushing up over the horizon like a thrashing cloud of crows oil black, and lightning blue. Violent, beautiful, silent. Pushing up over the wheat like dark wind, collecting all light, advancing and hovering above me. Mountain of dark and light swelling above the flat gold of Kansas.
- Justin Rigamonti
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From the middle of life onward, only he remains vitally alive who is ready to die with life.
~ Carl Jung ~
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