Bleh with Barry

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Analytic Repose

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Can a soul bleed?

Can a part of ourselves

Fall into the oblivious nature of

Our inner desires. Are we anything but

Corrupt? Can we feel? Can we adjust our

Contemplating to make allowance for the

Temperate equality that cuts through the

Darkness of our own understanding?

We are nothing…. we cannot be unless the interplay


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November 10, 2011 at 11:59 pm

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Winter’s Bane

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The importance of idolatry

Isn’t that people worship statues

And empty vessels;

It’s having something to believe in.

Something more tangible than

A being we can dial collect

Unless they want to receive our

Bitching phone calls.

We dial zero and listen to the

Elevator music of our souls,

As we go lower and lower into

The infernality that is being human.

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April 15, 2011 at 12:32 am

A Cynical Life

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Recently, brace yourselves, I have discovered that I have apparently been a cynical person for a while. What led me to this conclusion? Well, it involved going to lunch with some of my friends form high school. Now, for some of you who know me, high school has been a few years ago. (side note: I”m not super young. However, I’m still fairly young….but that’s beside the point, I didn’t want to paint myself as some old troll under the bridge waiting for passersby.) Anyway, we were sitting there reminiscing¬†about high school and talking about life when the idea of what we had originally majored in in college came up, and one of my friends commented that she was originally going to be an accountant.

Well, we kept chatting, and I said that I could never be an accountant because I would be so bored by the monotony of it all…I also said something to the effect of “I would have to go to the store and buy razor blades to spice things up because I would wonder is today going to be the day.” This received a chuckle from the table, and everyone commented that I’m the same old Barry…honestly, I did not realize that I have been this way for years…however a group of four people wouldn’t tell lies (and a communal one at that) would they?

Honestly, I think that a resolution (and I know that it’s a little late in the month of January for this) for me would be to be a little less cynical that what I am….Understandablly, I don’t think that I will quit being cynical entirely because I think that is part of who I am. It’s also what gives me some of my dry wit and makes me a little weird and fun…however, I think that having a more positive cynicism might be better…it’s achieving this sort of thing that may be nigh impossible. (Additionally, just to let you all know, I believe that the glass could be filled up or could be emptied fairly quickly by chugging depending on what’s inside.)

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January 11, 2011 at 10:32 pm

Saturn is Rising

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A bright spot in the night sky.

An omen of immortal proportions.

Moves. Sways. Explodes.

Can we equate ourselves to gods?

Sitting alone in our technological throne rooms.

Weeping into our soup.

As the diabolical monkey dances.

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November 17, 2010 at 3:26 am

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Daily, I battle

The tempest trying to

Blow my spirit into


It takes me by

Surprise and sucks the

Wind out of my chilled


Drowning on the land, it’s

Harder to breathe

Sleeping in a bed of


Slowly hands touch,

Lips meet, a run of electricity

Up my spine


Emptiness cannot be

Voided by this

Illusion playing…


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November 3, 2010 at 1:22 am

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What are you?

The Sun?

Glaring at me with your

Cold, fervent fire.

You are nothing but

A blot of dark

Light in the sky

Burning, but

Not feeling.

Please let me be whole.

Let me feel your chilling

Heat before I give into

My immortality…

Let me see the light.

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September 18, 2010 at 10:58 pm

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Crystaline Clear

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My mentality slips

Just a particle more everyday.

Between each palpitation

Of my still beating heart.

What is right and good

Never comes into play

Because of the insanity,

The instability that I flaunt.

Inside my crystal cage,

The key hangs from her fingers

Beckoning to me to grasp it…

Alas, I reach for the wrong key in this

Hall of mirrors, and

She laughs at me unmercifully.

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August 9, 2010 at 8:51 pm

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Each person’s mask cracks a little at the corners

Marking the hint of a smile hidden


Each of their eyes has no glow behind

Them. No spark of intellect, just light reflected from

Dim monitors.

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July 27, 2010 at 4:48 pm

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Stupidity and Humankind

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Is it a choice or an inevitability? Being a living being in the world, I obviously have come across some of these people. They’re the ones who sit in line at a coffee store and go “I want a drink that was kinda like coffee but it was kinda icy and caramelly”…you’ve experienced it. We all have. But why are these people out there. Do they choose to be this way or is it something that they can’t help. Now, I’m not talking about people who are mentally handicapped or differently abled. I’m talking about the ones who seem to have no sense in their heads…which makes me wonder how they don’t just float away.

Now, don’t get me wrong. There are times when everyone is stupid…it’s a fact of being human. I have moments of blondeness as it were (I’m a blonde. I can say that). However, I don’t live my life having fewer moments of clarity/intelligence than these not so bright moments. Seriously, I know that it’s said that ignorance is bliss, but there is a point at which the whole ignorance excuse wears thin and it’s just a matter of being dumb.

Think about the last time you were trying to have an intelligent conversation with someone…it’s a beautiful thing when this happens because it makes both parties feel like they have something to contribute. However, think of the last time that you had an intelligent conversation with a person of lower than average intelligence…during that conversation, did you feel like you were banging your head into a wall…this person is the type of person that I’m talking about…

Honestly, I understand that there are levels of “smarts” as it were. Yet, why does it seem like some people have these smarts in spades when others have no clue what a spade is, let alone why they have them. I simply think that everyone should be a little more aware of everyone else…then, maybe the world would be a better place?

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March 14, 2010 at 3:01 pm