Kurt CobainWritten by Jennifer
Kurt Donald CobainHello. My name is Kurt Donald Cobain. On 20th of February, a cold day in 1967, I was conceived in a small town called Hoquaim. When I was young I was a bronchitic child. I was always very sick. By time I had turned seven my parents divorced and things went downhill from there. My mom was a cocktail waitress and my dad was an auto mechanic. After divorce I did not feel loved or secure anymore. I had found myself being swapped back and forth between my relatives after a while. At one point and time I even found myself homeless and living under a bridge. As a result I was always getting teased. High school was not that great for me. Bullies always picked me on. I used to get beat up by jocks that thought they were tough. Finally, after a while, I got fed up with them so to get even, I spray painted “Queer” on their vehicles. A fragment after all of this I finally decided to leave my past behind me. I left my residence in Aberdeen and moved to Olympia. I decided to form various bands to keep occupied. Although there were many different bands there was only one that we chose to turn into an actual well-known band. The name of band that we finalized was named Nirvana. Our biggest hit was “Smells Like Teen Spirit”. Just about everyone knew song, listened to it, or had at least heard it once or twice. My band members and I had become overnight millionaires. When I glance back at all of my accomplishments, I also have a few regrets. One of my regrets is way that I treated people back in high school. Two wrongs definitely do not make a right anyway you put it. Overdosing on prescription pain killers and being addicted to heroin is a major regret that I hold inside, but thing that I regret most is holding that gun to my head and pulling trigger. That is one thing I could not go back and change no matter what.
| | Alice Parris: the Soulgasm CD ReviewWritten by C. Bailey-Lloyd/LadyCamelot
Hearing her eloquently spoken prose, I found compilation of Alice Parris to be enlightening, revealing and seductive. From psychedelic 60s, Alice brings forth a renewed vision of female passion and strength to modern-day times. A superb, audible reading that is befitting to poetry cafes from eras and eras ago - Soulgasm would be an enhancement to any art gala encompassing erotica, emotion or innerpeace. Soulgasm, by Alice Parris is empowerment of woman - an evolution of sexuality - a story of love, life, and ascension of feminine higher consciousness, perception and acquiescence. The following is a compilation of selected, compelling verses from Soulgasm: Track One - Eclipse of Soul is about many shades of life, passion and embracement thereof: '...soft and warm is love's self-drawn blood bath....' 'we become transformed in love's crucible...' Track Two - Soul Sojourn describes strong, middle-aged woman: '...hiding earth's drabbed olive dress...' '...what place have they amongst orchid-centered pieces?' '...Please love me thru closed door...' 'my days in a metabolife haze...and my nights in a soma-coma...' '...I cry out to become like phoenix risen from ashes of my half-century life...' '...purpose pours in living waters and heart of dust comes forth alive...' '...draw up into essence in spirit well...' '...in my desert places, lord touches me...not because he loves desert places, because he fills empty pots...' '....I have emerged like Lazareth....poetry has been created from dust of my soul....' '...to love or not to love...with scale of love weighed in eternity...' Track Three - Soulmate Chronicles - about love's loss: '...my heart is a wounded dove...' '...perhaps there was something that I missed because it was in plain view...' '...my spirit is an eagle powerful and rare...' '...your sad face reminded me of my own, two jagged souls reaching out to one another...' '....my thoughts of you are like an opium cloud...' '...no current could override strength you gave these wings of mine....' '...if I cannot have you, I will not die...' '...eternal in your eyes....'
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