February 10, 2008

Dear Mr. Ledger,

I spoke to your pharmacist.

I heard all you needed was a good sleep.

I heard all you wanted is to be fleetingly freed of anxiety.

I heard all you wished for is to be a tad less sad.








I wish for all these too.

Is it any better there?


Prescription-less,
Bryan

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 2/10/2008 | 7 comments
February 08, 2008

Dear friend Carl,

Other than this blog, there is nothing else to tell about my life. Truth is, since 2003 I stopped living.

For five years now I live my everyday to accomplish a lone end: to earn for my family's subsistence.

From day one to today I look forward to finally bid my goodbye to everyone I know in Papua New Guinea. Until then my life is nothing more, probably even less than what is half of it. There is nothing sadder than what is half of a banality and very few like sad stories.


Sad to be so nega and ma-emote mode,
Bryan

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 2/08/2008 | 6 comments
January 19, 2008
WE
[(stressed), wee(unstressed), wi]
pronoun





is the most efficient isolating mechanism in the world

it is more powerful than hope and love

is a period

is an end

is them





art by

http://www.katrinaartists.com/

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 1/19/2008 | 6 comments
January 04, 2008

i.
I sit here
I see you

Wrong place

wrong, wrong

No somewhere else
Nowhere to be

ii.
I stay
I die

I leave
Suicide

Wrong
Made right

The least
I can try

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 1/04/2008 | 8 comments
December 20, 2007

I'm bored to death.


I draw my fairy godmother.


I'm pensive.


I don't smoke.


Pensive people smoke.


I'm fucked.


I spelled that out since I really, seriously am.


I can't even be pensive.


I hate cigarette ashes.


I need a name for my fairy godmother.


I'm not doped.


I just need a name.


A name for this weariness.

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posted by Bryan Anthony the First at 12/20/2007 | 2 comments