Below are the 8 most recent journal entries recorded in headwind's LiveJournal:

Friday, October 3rd, 2003
1:52 am	14544 killed the dance floor digalog vibrations trance around in 3 dimentia join the club a job to do? forgetful references I have the night to spend as much I do about nothing fleeting moment to momentum in half instinctive spiral stares half a dozen shades of hair strobing hands in poses land just out of reach and these are disco's concubines skirting shorter than the length of mine (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 2nd, 2003
12:14 am	bastardilla!!! the emphasis is killing me (Comment on this)
Monday, September 29th, 2003
9:00 pm	site reading this overture leaping distances string to silent string spring to life and resonate is harmony irrelevant? this dissonance so cognative or is it? no signature no key or scales to weigh you down and some of these words are 'greek to me' a durge? a ballad? a lullaby? oh I know... a grander piece of work you are stolen Segue *turning pages* ...ways played-your-eyes and now they do mine tracking changes these ivory ties are the grin of a theif not mine I've got nothing but rests for sighs and this bridge is so long wait... there's a turnaround such a beautiful song so difficult to play I think I should practice more but I'll improvise for awhile where it leads...   (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 28th, 2003
7:54 pm	Birds of Midway Island / kalos eidos scopos ~ optical wave guides glass transparent tinted spheres iron cobalt selenium manganese he's red she's blue looking at you the common hue is neither here nor there but there The net that once held us has rotted and splayed or perhaps some spectacular fish strained and ripped it to flotsam and fray transverse currents humps and hollows swell and swallow tossing bouyant baubles bobbing in the babble learning to float above below and close beside you far away looking with you undecided we twine and tween the surface a welcoming bed of cerulean wine neither here nor there but there looking through you're tracing rays /refract\filter/reflect\absorb/disperse\ kaleid in twine or knot you're neither here nor there but "here" or "there" sources: 'I' is not the sun, moon, or a star.. even man-made light, but a perspective Floats Found On Midway Island = dead link (Comment on this)
Saturday, September 27th, 2003
7:42 pm	saysomethingdonothing   1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. letters not like before out of my mouth away with words most of them ringing in my head too much to think letters / falling in 8 mins 16 secs 6 mins 15 secs 7 mins 40 secs 7 mins 23 secs 9 mins 12 secs 9 mins 24 secs 7 mins 40 secs 6 mins 15 secs     * Bonus Track - our seaside zoo has a notion view (Live) (Comment on this)
Friday, September 26th, 2003
11:20 pm	yesterday's whine this movie suh-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-cks... can we puh leeeeeeeeeeeeease go home now?!?!?!?!!?!? I'll even drive!!!!! (Comment on this)
8:27 pm	Mallathon | This | is | Area | Three | Don't | forget | N-N-N-N-No kiosk boy, It's a N-N-N-N-Nokia... and I like it just fine, No: Interuptions... My size: <-- is 30 x 30 x 30 times too small. X-tra Baggy, Easy, Loose and Blue? No: Thank You, but that's "ehh whatever" It's Nada: sup? (posed 2B permanent) How do I look just looking? In my new smog mask with filtered ventilation ringlets "only the finer necessary particulates please" Now Playing: Mellow D... She's like a Mega Virgin animated butterfly tattoo. Her hair is streaked with Boulevards of Sunset Memories like me, mockingbards in jeweled cases A to Z... eating her thrifty collared greens. I don't buy it. I: am lame... Hear me roar... Boo: on you! Prick: Here is the finger - Enter the pin. Water Massage: You're shrink wrapping in the shower! hang it back up. the right way! on the hanger... and walk away | This | is | Area | Three | Don't | forget | Yes yes radioman... This is traffic... Feel way free to Jam (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 24th, 2003
6:24 pm	23 shades I've learned to wade this dismay is stained and tarnished - looks purrrfect on display concealed by shadows, quicker tricks and finer lines... thin foundations, bringing out my star crossed eyes - and all the while you're smearing what you think of me in glitter all across my face. diffractors set to stun I know I'm running... running from a broken frame. picture this, another name, another chance to lean into the scream... to seem like squares, or those disjointed stairs descend/ascend and lead to nothing more, all I was and more, that sent me running... from this and other ordinary things. I know I'm hanging, from those six electric strings, for this, and other ordinary things. sucker puss with lips of glass, kissy face was colorfast... Our separate ways (Comment on this)