The Lunar Fox Press

i dry eyes cry

Gameli Anumu — Fri, 01 Apr 2011 17:37:13 +0000

dragged by my throat down the road of time.

dirt grinds my clinging hands,

mind and body atrophy,

disuse.

i am watched by another self.

envy,

fortune and passion,

out of reach.

contempt,

a life fulfilled urinates upon the dusty road,

liquid gold,

fine clean clothes,

productivity adoration immortality.

self loathing.

immobilizing depression breeds under my skin,

a shadow flickers in the corner of my eye,

i strain to turn toward the road ahead,

i feel death’s gaze upon me.

i dry eyes cry.

fading away,

willow-the-wisp in the wind,

dust on a string.

heavy thumping in my core,

my heart remembers more.

there was a time.

standing in a high place,

upon a rubicon,

lightning strikes,

electricity courses through my veins,

neurons dance and spark,

invincibility and power and creativity are become me.

tornadoes of sensation rage through my dreams.

i run,

a universe burns inside my brain,

the suffering of the real real and of the real imagined echoes down my legs,

the earth cracks under foot,

my body shakes as the world glides through me.

i stand in a crowded room,

distorted by the contours of the mind.

dear those here,

we drink blood one from another,

hopes and fears,

condensed and congealed in my mouth,

staring into the eyes of an old friend,

i discover a tear,

i gift once given now returned from once a forgotten year.

laughing at a bad day.

existence a elaborate joke,

my reflection upon it absurd.

disparate memories beam down from the clouds.

a melody ensues,

the song of myself.

sensory input imbued with emotion.

a foot crunching in the snow at sunrise.

phantom kisses long after lips have touched.

sinking guts accompanying playground politics.

falling.

fragments of me-ness stack upon one another,

a castle in the sky attempts to contain you,

precarious as you are.

desires form lofty towers stretching out into orbit.

convictions stain glass windows between your internal world the strangeness beyond.

habits and quirks pattern and bond your stonework frame.

traversing the labyrinth within reminds you.

i am in despair.

i have always been in despair,

my isolation is always infinite.

my purpose is always nonexistent.

lost,

alone,

ill-equipped,

an empty reflection,

i am that what am i.

and yet,

better still to be empty and aware than to be empty and asleep,

to sleep is to die,

for an i,

for my i,

i would rather despair,

i would rather despair.

and yet,

in that moment,

high on that low,

i am connected.

i am sorrow,

deep eternal.

i am loneliness,

solipsistic pity.

i am the pain of the soul,

existential agony.

i am yours and yours alone,

i am the internal struggle from which substance arises,

i am the measure by which you test your humanity.

despair becomes a sublime force,

a force of nature that creates and destroys intelligence.

it may kill you,

it may alter you.

i doubt,

i own my uncertainty.

i feel,

i channel my hurt.

i universalize my despair in the hope that doing so may authenticate my humanity.

i embrace my despair,

deep and dark and dear.

i take to my feet and continue down the dusty road,

reigns in hand rather than around my neck.

for now.

On no ordinary family episode 16

Gameli Anumu — Thu, 24 Feb 2011 16:28:39 +0000

Let me preface with a disclaimer, I don’t really like this show. I should mention that I was turned off very early on when the mother character first used her super speed to do all of the housework. She’s the one who makes all the money, too. Yet she seems to be fine with a very traditional role in her family. She also says something at one point along the lines of, “I can understand why you would want to protect your family, but why would you want to help out strangers?” Can’t this at physically and intellectually superior woman have a respectively superior sense of ethics and compassion, or at least make her family do some of the housework? The gender roles in this show are a bit to rigid for me in general. This family is far to ‘ordinary’ for me…

Ep 16

So in this episode a black kid gets hit by a deflected bullet and is left in a life threatening state. The family possesses a serum that has the power to heal the boy but would also have the side effect of giving him super powers like they have. In the end the boy is not given the serum. He survives and the doctors discover a tumor that would not have been noticed if he had not been shot.

It seems to me that the episode may have some fucked up undertones. Not only should black people not be given equal opportunity to reach their full potential, but it is actually good for them to get shot because that is the only way they can expect to get decent healthcare. Racist? I also wish the black best friend/sidekick would pick up some superpowers.

The characters in this show are shortsighted, as is the show’s themes. It makes me miss Alex Mack, or even Rosewell…

When is the next decent show involving superpowers going to be manifested? I want something complicated and insightful. Something that isn’t simply good vs evil. Something that isn’t the same every episode like Smallville or Power Rangers. In the meantime, I’ll make do with Fringe. It isn’t quite the X-Files, but it’ll do.

hfcs ad

Gameli Anumu — Wed, 16 Feb 2011 06:57:27 +0000

Does that high fructose corn syrup ad where they say your body can’t tell the difference between hfcs and sugar bother you?

After all, your body can’t tell the difference between phosphorous and arsenic either. That’s why arsenic is poisonous to us!

Anyway, thinking this ad is carefully worded not to say that hfcs actually behaves exactly the same as sugar in the body, because they can’t say that.

I have a similar problem with the dove soap ad that says that bars of soup that dry out probably dry out your skin. Water evaporates but that doesn’t mean that touching water will make you evaporate. Christers! No wonder americans can’t tell the difference between science and bullshit.

Misinformation is the mainstream.

lit fig

Gameli Anumu — Tue, 14 Sep 2010 10:03:10 +0000

if someone draws a picture of them stabbing you in the chest, is that figuratively literally being stabbed by a person? likewise, if someone says that they are stabbing you when they are not, but you die anyway, is that being literally figuratively stabbed?

^_^ … /// … x_x

fish joke

Gameli Anumu — Tue, 20 Jul 2010 08:23:15 +0000

hahaha agent mulder, we’ve given you yet another red herring, perhaps you should trade in your fbi license for a fishing license. hohohohohoho.

um, it’s not really so much a license as it is a badge.

whatever. hohohohohohoho.

That’s not very nice brother.

Gameli Anumu — Mon, 19 Jul 2010 01:55:28 +0000

knock knock

Gameli Anumu — Sun, 18 Jul 2010 04:10:51 +0000

^_^ — knock knock.

=_= — who’s there?

^_^ — urine.

=_= — urine who?

^.^ — urine my way!

>.< — WTF! you peed on me!!!

^o^ — lol

psyche exam p

Gameli Anumu — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 04:23:11 +0000

How often do you urinate in the shower?

Often
Sometimes
Never
I am constantly urinating no matter where I am non-stop no matter what
I only urinate when I am eating frozen vegetables
It depends on whether or not there is someone to urinate upon
It depends on how large the drain is
It depends on whether I am feeling dangerous or not
It depends on how much I’ve had to drink recently
It depends on whether I notice before or after commencing the showering
It depends on how yellow I expect my urine to be
I don’t know what urination is
None of your business, I don’t yourinate, I meinate
I only do it if everyone else is doing it
I only urinate in the bath, if the shower happens to be on, so be it
It depends on whether it is a boring shower or a hilarious one
It depends on the temperature of the shower
It depends on whether I am awake or not
Always, unless I am showering with my clothes on
Rarely, unless I am showering with my clothes on
Only if there is a rubber ducky present as my witness
Always, unless there is a rubber ducky present
It depends on what the shower curtain says
It depends on how recently I’ve taken a survey about urinating in the shower

existential epiphany

Gameli Anumu — Fri, 16 Jul 2010 07:21:45 +0000

glass and eww

Gameli Anumu — Fri, 16 Jul 2010 07:19:52 +0000