Kaiden Blake

Free-write:

Whew!

Yesterday I spent eight hours in the emergency room hooked up to IV's and medication due to being dehydrated and not being able to keep any liquids down at all. The nurses were all very pleasant, and they kept on complimenting me on being a gentleman and my hair. Even being weak they were able to keep me smiling.

I still can't eat whole foods yet because they put me on a strict diet plan for the next few days, but I really want some more vegan grilled cheese. So yummy.

Tomorrow I'm going to the beach to relax and detox from all the stress lately. I'll take lots of photos.

What is your favorite escape place?

I waited under the willow tree for what seemed to be months. It was but only a few moments, with slight exaggeration. You never showed. I could never put my finger as to why I cared; nothing between us had felt right. I put emphasis on every thing that hadn't mattered. Your stare settled in the core of my bones - when I was with you I felt at home, or the closet I've come to know of such a place. Here I was, hunched over and grazing in the very grass I've hated all along. These fields weren't friendly. I never let anyone in like this, but it's much too late for small talk. Conversation is the blood running through my veigns. You'll feast upon far more wonderful things; I'll end up mending my nonexistent wings and flee far away. It wasn't until today until I recognized who I was. I saw my face in the sky, translucent among the city lights - so far from what I've come to know. Oh, I'll stay rooted to that spot.

Herding the animals on the rooftop of my penthouse apartment; quaint. Saint-like miracles oozing from the rocks from which I dwell underneath. "It" will be coming anytime now - the figment in your dreams - the rain in the sky. Sewage of which you cry. Judges shall recall on books so to antagonize, no, pry. Just lie. It's comforting when the ground from underneath you has traded spaces with the skyline above. It was a gloomy state until I saw the sun.

I felt myself being caressed by the very existence I had rejected. Pirate treasure and fools' gold, remaining too young to understand; jaded as it ferments. Co-exist, but solely to resist the chants haunting from every corridor, luring the dust within my windpipes to form serpentine patterns that plaster my membranes like heiroglyphics. It's physics.

- Kaiden

Includes: iron-on patches, white out, duct-tape, elastic waistband, needle & thread, safety pins & a 32 page manual.

That's fine, but who owns white underwear? Give me some highliters & we're talking.

What do you think...buy new undies or repair them for fun?

I'm moving to L.A., and I'm going to need to decorate my new bedroom. I think it'd be really cool if you guys posted pictures of items you think would look good in the house. I love bright colors, unique items -- basically the "anti" white-picket-fence type of house. Hopefully my roommate won't mind!

Here are some really fun furniture items I found in Second Life while I was online:






I wish those were real! New life goal is to hunt those down..haha nothing like high standards.

What sorts of things in your house/apartment do you want but have never been able to find or afford? Post as pictures if you can. Make this fun!

P.S. Don't forget to call me & leave me a message. I already called a few people back -- I'll have a lot of time on the road to make phone calls so keep them coming. (408) 215-1015

xo