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Thursday, December 23rd, 2004
3:12 am	Reflection Upon My Remorse When I stepped out into the cold I suffer the night chill without Feeling; I sit and watch the stars so that they can talk to me without speaking; looking out for my fortune Numb, revealing my shame without seeing; tend to the unpredictable I realize my immorality without mercy; When I tak another step I struggle, unnrestrained without faith; Finding myself standing over a puddle- to observe My reflection upon my remorse; When I see you everywhere I yearn for you near without thinking; I reflect over music played staring at candle flames with shame; Killing away my retribution crying for merit from my soulmate (destiny) without patience; Tend to the unpredictable I beseech your honor and grace with regret by lj~ 12/04 for the love of my life Current Mood: depressed Current Music: MASHED POTATOES! (Comment on this)
Monday, October 18th, 2004
3:13 am	Jun. 20th, 2004 03:46 am - anyway.... I was nominated by a considerably "iffy" prestigious so called POETS SOCIETY to attend Award ceremony for 2004 poet of the year, need money to travel to Pennsylvania...huh so much for that ...it would of been interesting.. father I tried your tale father I know you showed me well father I cried and you revered my stare father I suffer as you well know father I wish I were never sowed father I love you with all my soul father I will be astray if you go away Happy fathers day Daddy! (1 Comment |Comment on this)
3:12 am	May. 30th, 2004 09:04 pm - Obscuration I see the blur the song interprets something anew No, I have'nt changed I been playing a part on a blank page half dead tired of dreaming driving afar searching over and over am I alone? is anything meant for me? I'm still the same may I rise as I fall easy and forgotten remind you of the leak in your soul the rain falls waiting for the hope to come obscuration by lj@5/02/04 with the help of billy corgan song (2 comments | Leave a comment) 08:49 pm - another excerpt by me personally the clouds in the sky put a damper on my sun; the shades upon the sky has shunned the sky; which do you prefer? I love ADore last adored album by few disliked by many but I am one of the few and love the passion that this great artist has given to show us, so humble what a quality most of us forget to realize to obtain?! Thank you, Billy Corgan! (Comment on this)
3:10 am	the clouds in the sky put a damper on my sun; the shades upon the sky has shunned the sky; (Comment on this)
3:07 am	through the journals of reina de luz aka mio 10:40 pm - What is the deal with Lucia, Nowaday!? ME!? Not sure. Struggling in living. Struggling to survive. Living with what I've got. Loving what I have. Needing with impulse. Impulse is what I need the Least. Therefore, not sure. Just there. No friends. Just me, myself and I. Current Mood: blah Current Music: cocteau (Comment on this)
Monday, October 4th, 2004
11:05 pm	i could've...died this isn't a riddle nor am I playin my fiddle for you I am stuck in a whirlwind fighting through a turbine my soul is solemn to compare with yours my sight has blurred for I can not control for I cannot see to where I go will you help my fight through that turbine I cry for help when you are not around if no one helps me I assume that my soul will leave my heart has lost fate and will not heed constant are you now within my mind and I am shallow every minute nevertheless all the time I see myself dead I see me sad let me not beset this torment forgive me leaving you with sadness of love for years of love and loving carved in time for us and I have other loves that torment me I wont cant dont know how to beseech the guidance to refrain to be me to love to love you once again ashamed and pathetic is the virtue of my ways how can I show my face? (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 20th, 2003
12:37 am	time of a song yearning of this self desperation the hour has fallen upon me and this other person beside me this one has set me upon the road of the rain I shed reflecting my prior steps and time the sun has been playing Hide N seek is it's favorite game my eye's drift to find it's beams shine on me and that other person beside me never hide the beauty that resides Nature. Pure treasure surrounding flaws revere the pleasure of the pure the gathering of what may become the next footstep to swimming glory infinite Shallow, is the pit of my ignorance and those that acted in my play I played in a drama in the valleys there I found a certain hope hope in our travels stands a dream unknown destiny That is a treasure I hold true we hold together again and again Features of splendid silence of the suburbs we look down the steps after step it 's a struggle, I began to fall... -lj 10/03 (Comment on this)
12:29 am	twilight Night is smoothed over a blanket with comfort and stars my friends at this moment appear dancing with the twilight surfing the surface I drift swiftly with the rhythm -lj 12/19/2003 (Comment on this)
Friday, November 21st, 2003
12:32 am	roughdraft of my intro.(SHIFT...by Lucia Jurado) She enjoys the autumn leaves surrendering to earth, there they lay on the curb and concrete. It was a chilly evening in the suburbs of Los Angeles. There nearby sat her brother and mother watching television late at night. Startled by her father coming home from a hard day's night, he surprised us with gifts. Her brother received a Darth Vader's mask for Halloween and she got a second hand Yogi Bear. She hugged him and gave him a kiss on his cheek, and said, "thank you." Sometimes it's hard to tell what mood he is in, she thought to herself. He seems so stern and very intimidating, scared to talk to him every now and then, through time she got used to his expressions. This is one of the very few memories she can recall. Reminisce the anxiety. All I have to go by is reels of film from a 8mm camera, that new device was his pride and joy. If it weren't for those reels of film I wouldn't even thought I had a childhood.So this is where it begins. The question at hand was the reason why I could not remember a thing. As you continue with me on my shift(s) of my life, you may find tidbits of similar situations you may be in or experienced. I am here to entertain you and tell you you are not alone. I dont regret my experiences. I began to realize what I have become. Sometimes I need to remind myself that I am not alone in relating to that popular bumper sticker "life's a bitch". Believe you me Karma is quite real. (Comment on this)
Saturday, November 15th, 2003
5:35 am	midnight, partial of the even hour of today I don't know ehen images strike me indifferent so happy when I am with people I trust is when I feel safe and afar from any confrontations in front of my face by all means confused with agitated frustration need to keep poise... i felt that tonight with an acquaintance of my lover so be it a friend i avoid talking about this or trying to fight this overbearing feeling... (Comment on this)
Saturday, October 18th, 2003
2:44 am	from previos hours...by reina de luz http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/thismortalcoil/ (Comment on this)
Tuesday, October 7th, 2003
8:49 am	SHIFT (In progress of completion is a book composed of experiences through "her" eyes related to exact period of my artwork and poetry) Time of a song, yearning of this selfish desperation the hour has fallen upon me and this other person beside me this one has set me upon the road coated with rain I shed reflecting my prior steps and time. The sun has been playing Hide'n'seek seems it finds me, tagging with it's beams shining on me and that other person beside me never hide the beauty that resides All heavens I treasure this is in my heart, is all the pleasure the gathering of what may become the next footstep to swimming glory infinite. Shallow is the pit of my ignorance and those that acted in my play "How I played a DrAmaQueen!"; In the valleys they found a certain hope In our travels gather our dreams that we treasure, that we hold together again, again and again; Features of splendid silence of the suburbs we now reside. We look down step over step Watching below the shadows of my soul I know I need to grow, no doubt need to go To make you find, why we are to climb the struggle of the deep seas belittle and behold there was a brilliance that we scattered the obstacles of the closed door The rhythms of strife of each chord sends a sour but bittersweet ache of the perfect second which transcends securing the sane from exploring the pain Depite the pain is the bittersweet that is hidden all on it's own all alone ~lj/10-05-2003 Current Music: inspired by SP/Adore 1998 (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 30th, 2003
6:02 am	times hand I just watched a movie that reminded me of me sceneries that are similar faces and names borrowed faint display of truth sets in the sorrow afar I see illumination from another's story how did I survive with the TICK TOCK of times hand illustrating patience testing me for strength walking with a steady pace waiting for the next take (Comment on this)
5:55 am	Reflection upon my eyes watching the clouds roam reflection upon my eyes trees whisper about try to figure these cobblestones are they for me to build a wall then may be to tumble it down or to make a road guiding me to a new place somewhere far with a view so i can see watching the clouds roam reflection upon my eyes trees whisper about try to figure these cobblestones are they for me to build a wall the for me to tumble it down or to make a road guiding me to a new place somewhere far with a view so I can see (Comment on this)
Sunday, August 3rd, 2003
6:43 am	a simple box a simple box there is this box a simple box with a lid and hinges time will tell when i can use it for this box can be an exquisite box i can paint it or stick cut out magazine clips i can use it for treasures that I find in my travels use it when Halloween comes around use it in an exhibit or keep it for my things or even my pet for this box is precious to me i can use it for my pleasure anything can become of this never really imagined what value it would have for time will tell i can pretend I am hoodini and use is in my illusions or play with my kin and hide and seek for this box a simple box is precious to me i can use it for treasures i can use it for my pleasure anything can become of it anything van become of me -lj@yesterday (Comment on this)
6:41 am	cold to the touch yesterday I was thinking about this gun adoring the shine of it all concentrating to load it and put it upon my head, then I say to myself if i should stay or shall I go, I put the film on play cold to the touch i did love you so much -lj@today (Comment on this)
6:40 am	visit to Nothing Isle Every now and again I find myself on this same plane traveling in this whirlwind sometimes i cant afford the ticket sometimes I cant take the strife everytime I get a dizzy spell finding my way with turbulence frustrated at the empty pilot and reasons on why I took this flight my visit to Nothing Isle wandering again zero miles aimlesly stumbling on waisted time Every now and again I find myself on this same plane traveling in this whirlwind sometimes knowing the destination sometimes fighting for the window seat everything outside so faded now finding the meaning to this place departure with all that I see hoping for some anticipation my visit to Nothing Isle wandering again zero miles aimlesly stumbling on waisted time 7-28-03 /lj (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 11th, 2003
4:22 am	lucy in th sky like diamonds (following is analytical view of perception within time) IN CONCLUSION.... the outstanding elevation the sense quite pleasurable discovered and instensifying equilibrium of a personal enjoyable spiritual experience shared with friends of warmth confined comfortably nonstop dwelling upon the entertainment which converts the image of a different nature controlling he variety of intensified psychadelic influences triggering the minds visual imagination finding yourself having a suppressing acceptance towards a cetain petty paranoia which is quite anonymous and unknown to my knowledge it's just the negative sensations the visual box of modern day right about now sudden phase entering escaping... my conscience, which was quite expressed clearly in the previous analysis UNEXPLAINABLE DELIRIUM MEASURED INSANITY LIMITED INTAKE THE SPIRIT SO PROFOUND THE AURA ENLIGHTENS A SIDE DISCOVORED IN ONE'S PERSON, SO ENLIGHTENED FEELING FOR THE RIGHT CONTROL OF THE INNER POWER, WHAT A BLISSFUL DELIGHT, DOWNRIGHT LIFE RISK... IS NOT EVEN PART OF THIS PRINCIPLE, PEOPLE ARE BLIND AND NAIVE TO CURIOUSITY WHICH TORTURES THEIR BRAIN EVOLVING ACCUSATIONS- LIKE SMOKE TO FOOL DEPRIVED SOULS A GAME FOR THEIR OWN PLEASURE (Comment on this)
Friday, May 2nd, 2003
6:49 pm	My Blue Hour * My Blue Hour Place of silence, my small sanctuary; my only blue hour, as dark as it may be; my shadow shows none, i am alone in this room; Place of silence; is all that I own; my lonely blue hour, as dark as it may be, my care gives none; I am alone in this room, Place of isolation, my rest in peace; my only blue hour; as dark as it may be my thoughts show none; as i am alone in this room. Lucia - Jurado *Copyright ©2003 Lucia Jurado (Comment on this)
6:48 pm	Crimson Blessing Crimson Blessing ilay awake once more anguished tormented by the life in me my soul cannot hear my body cannot exist without this crimson blessing i lay numb once more exhausted sulking by the life in me my soul cannot see my body cannot pray Lucia Jurado Copyright ©2003 Lucia Jurado (Comment on this)