Below are the 9 most recent journal entries recorded in starscream34's LiveJournal:

Wednesday, September 24th, 2008
3:35 pm	a poem of sorts A trickle down from trembling eyes to triumph over pain. A particular part will personally derail this probability train. A damned offense of dazzling scope can decadently phrase My feelings for our frenetic time on all too foreign days. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
2:11 pm	1. Leave me a comment saying, “Interview me.” 2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions of a personal nature. 3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions. 4. You will include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post. 5. When others comment asking to be interviewed you will ask them 5 questions. from gestapodreams, who is a stickler for rules 1) If you could have anyone's life for one day, who would you pick and how would you spend it? i'm gonna go with a living person, so i'd wanna be christian bale for a day, and i'd probably just walk around and see how others interacted with me to compare/contrast with how they do now 2) What do you think is your strongest talent?   i can understand anybody's point of view and come up with good advice that they will surely never follow 3) If you could have any one dish always ready for you in the fridge, what would it be and why?    10 california sushi rolls, a side of stuffing, and a dr.pepper 4) What is the coolest gift you've ever received?    out of the ones i can mention here none really jump out at me, sorry 5) If you could get your family to change one thing about themselves, what would it be and why?    i wish they wouldn't assume that what i knew what i was doing and give me direction, preferably when i was a child (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 9th, 2008
12:48 am	jenasto's auction as i wander i see many things, some things catch my attention while others do nothing for me. i tell all it's nothing personal and who knows i might get around to everything in time.  one day i came upon a scene that i liked very much.  everything in it was perfect, but i was told that perfect doesn't exist for very long, making nothing really perfect. quickly deciding this was wrong and wanting it to be mine only, i took out my knife that was never to be used and cut the scene from the world, leaving behind a void.  i rolled up the scene happily, but apparently this made some jealous and others mad.  animals came to me and said, "jenasto, we would like to live in that scene you have, if you give us the perfect instance we will be your slaves forever, you will have no material wants." i told them no thanks because there are two kinds of wants. 1 that which i want and get myself and 2 that which i want and cannot get, how else could it be?  then the area around the void came to me and said, "please jenasto give us back our sibling, we do not like the void, it's nothingness is like a small pressure constantly applied that will drive us mad. in exchange we will give you many perfect spaces that you don't have to cut out." i told them no thanks, for even i know time moves on and the next moment ruins that perfect instance, making mine the best and one of a kind. i had a thought that this would win over the one being i love and went to the flower that can turn to stone thinking that if i shared my treasure it would love me too. but the flower would not look at it, and with it's head turned it spoke 4 words, "nothing shared is yours."  i knew then why the scene would not bring me happiness for long.  if i shared it then it would be mine no longer, but if it was mine i could not share it. as with most things, i cared for the moment no longer and put it back where i took it from, and not a second later it became not perfect.  i went back to the flower but again it was stone, never impressed or caring the way i want it to.  at least this time i learned something. but i will probably forget it. end (2 Comments |Comment on this)
12:47 am	i make stories, this is one my name is jenasto.  i carry the wind on my back because i like it better there.  my father is a cave on a small mountain and my mother is a washing machine.  they did their best, but i am not their son.  i have a bracelet made of many things, too many to remember.  i look at it when i want to get lost.  in a field nearby there are flowers in the ground and for fun i chase them.  one flower was the best so i asked it to be my wife.  being a mischief, it said nothing.  i took it to be mine anyways, but it turned to stone.  i didn't like it as much so i put it back and it became the flower again.  i took it again and into stone it transformed for a second time.  i threw it behind me in frustration and walked away sad.  i didn't know it but it became a flower and snickered at me behind my back.  in my misery i returned to my lake where i sleep.  i would like to have my death now.  it will not come so i lay down and wait until tomorrow to play which will last 100 years. the end (Comment on this)
Monday, March 10th, 2008
10:52 am	just a perfect day  it is sunday morning, we wake up, music is on, something mellow that persists all day, we talk and hold each other for a period of time that is neither short nor long, tracing and measuring each other's bodies as we have done before but never getting tired of it, when the time is right we get up and go grocery shopping, we buy vegetables and meats and spices and whatever we want to make for the day's meals, back home we spend the day listening to music while reading or playing games or watching tv, all day long she is wearing typical cotton panties and a tanktop only and could not feel more comfortable with herself, we prepare our meals in the kitchen together, when it is late we watch a movie neither of us has seen before but we both enjoy, we take a bath or shower together, dry off only somewhat so that we are both still moist and warm, we do the same thing we did when first waking up and when tiredness overtakes us we fall asleep, all day long i care about nothing outside just us in the eternal now that i won't think about ending<BR><BR>i think of this while reading murakami, it is something i want to happen but can't make happen else it will seeded with imperfection, it has to just happen, and my only fear right now is that it will not Current Mood: wibble (Comment on this)
Tuesday, February 21st, 2006
3:03 pm	Guilt What is yours? Explain yourself Culinary: cadbury eggs *in effeminite lisp* those are straight to my thiiiiighs Literary: Kurt Vonnegut it's cheasy and sci fi, like that's a bad thing Audiovisual: hedwig and the angry inch yeah it's all about a transsexual gay guy, but the music rocks Musical: tears for fears i grew up in the 80's, leave me alone Celebrity: jack black i know everyone likes him now, but i liked him back when tenacious d was all he did Now I tag:- ashleylikesyou dcbueller gestapodreams killgirl81 and papa_squat to complete this same Quiz, Its HERE. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 11th, 2006
4:36 pm	cause i know you had to know i did finish the 24 marathon, yup, be envious (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 3rd, 2006
3:22 am	24 marathon i started a 24 marathon at noon today jan. 2nd, i'm going to watch all 4 seasons of 24 on dvd in a row without sleeping and i figure i should be done by thursday the 5th around noon, give or take a few hours, as of now i'm only a couple episodes away from finishing the first season, i'm holding up but this isn't something that gets easier, wish me luck (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 21st, 2005
1:59 am	1. I'll respond with something random about you. 2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you. 3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. 4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and I. 5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you. 6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of. 7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you. 8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. (1 Comment |Comment on this)