Melancholy is
A tempest of destruction
Rolling through your mind
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
Crucifier of Dreams
Crucifier of Dreams
The tiniest of thoughts, creeping in, churning, whispering
GET OUT evil temptress, destroyer of happiness, crucifier of dreams
I must block you, slay you with logic, battle you with elastic grace
I am not yours to conquer; not yours to control or own
tap tap tap
You persist in your attempts to break through
tap tap tap
The edges of my resolve begin to fray
tap tap tap
I am stronger than this, wiser than this pariah
My will can only be bent, not broken
Any soul I possess is mine alone
Do not think that my blinking means you are winning
Do not think that my kindness is an avenue of explotation
The sword that I grasp is only cloaked, not missing
Stand back creeping thought, destroyer of happiness
My world is not meant for your destruction
Turn around crucifier of dreams, pariah of life
My world is about to envelope you, block you,
keep you at arms length from all others
You now see my power, my control
Your path of destruction will end
You will no longer tap on my soul
Your whisper will forever fall onto deaf ears
The tiniest of thoughts, creeping in, churning, whispering
GET OUT evil temptress, destroyer of happiness, crucifier of dreams
I must block you, slay you with logic, battle you with elastic grace
I am not yours to conquer; not yours to control or own
tap tap tap
You persist in your attempts to break through
tap tap tap
The edges of my resolve begin to fray
tap tap tap
I am stronger than this, wiser than this pariah
My will can only be bent, not broken
Any soul I possess is mine alone
Do not think that my blinking means you are winning
Do not think that my kindness is an avenue of explotation
The sword that I grasp is only cloaked, not missing
Stand back creeping thought, destroyer of happiness
My world is not meant for your destruction
Turn around crucifier of dreams, pariah of life
My world is about to envelope you, block you,
keep you at arms length from all others
You now see my power, my control
Your path of destruction will end
You will no longer tap on my soul
Your whisper will forever fall onto deaf ears
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Nightmares
Hopes and dreams are swift
as nightmares burn behind our retinas;
clawing their way forward,
reveling in our inner fears.
Darkness moves slowly:
enveloping, swarming, choking
all the light out;
enveloping, swarming, choking
'til one ray of light remains.
A ray of light beckons ahead
drawing a line through the dark;
whispering, calling us forward,
sweeping a path to save us
from the clutches of despair.
as nightmares burn behind our retinas;
clawing their way forward,
reveling in our inner fears.
Darkness moves slowly:
enveloping, swarming, choking
all the light out;
enveloping, swarming, choking
'til one ray of light remains.
A ray of light beckons ahead
drawing a line through the dark;
whispering, calling us forward,
sweeping a path to save us
from the clutches of despair.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Indo-Sou Shrimp Po-Boy
Okay so the Shrimp are not fried, and their is no remoulade sauce, but I was inspired by both the Shrimp Po-boy, my love of Indian spices, my dislike of frying things and what was available in my cabinet/Fridge (which is minus mayonnaise).
I started off by first making a Crushed Pistachio Rub. I combined crushed pistachios, minced garlic, cumin, cilantro, Indian chili powder, lime juice, salt and pepper together with a tiny bit of olive oil. I used the rub on some shrimp and set it aside for about five minutes. In a pan I sauteed some chopped green onions in some olive oil. I added the shrimp and rub to the pan and sauteed until cooked.
Next, I proceeded to dice all the shrimp and pour the pan sauce/rub mixture on top and stir them all together to create a shrimp salad:
Finally, I spread some Champagne Maple Mustard onto a biscuit and spooned some of the Shrimp Salad on top to complete my Indo-Sou Shrimp Po-Boy:
I started off by first making a Crushed Pistachio Rub. I combined crushed pistachios, minced garlic, cumin, cilantro, Indian chili powder, lime juice, salt and pepper together with a tiny bit of olive oil. I used the rub on some shrimp and set it aside for about five minutes. In a pan I sauteed some chopped green onions in some olive oil. I added the shrimp and rub to the pan and sauteed until cooked.
Next, I proceeded to dice all the shrimp and pour the pan sauce/rub mixture on top and stir them all together to create a shrimp salad:
Finally, I spread some Champagne Maple Mustard onto a biscuit and spooned some of the Shrimp Salad on top to complete my Indo-Sou Shrimp Po-Boy:
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