tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-100392022011-04-28T17:59:28.845-05:00The children of the world weep and the mother's ears have been plucked free by the gods of illusion.Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1121964947248016332005-07-21T11:53:00.000-05:002005-07-21T11:56:22.436-05:00The spider, legged, eight for every sin and the final tear<br />Drops.<br />Lusting beauty longing wishing reaching never<br />Never.<br /><br />If not never, then so when?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-112196494724801633?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1119883230668896342005-06-27T09:38:00.000-05:002005-06-27T09:40:30.673-05:00Tigger and his beloved, Piglet, have died over the weekend. There voices will linger on in the minds of the children who knew them, but where will the voices of the children who have not play?<br /><br />I dedicate this poem to my beloved childhood friends.<br /><br />We were<br />Now.<br />I am<br />.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-111988323066889634?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1119532895079160772005-06-23T08:18:00.000-05:002005-06-23T08:21:35.083-05:00Wearing cream is just another way of saying "I can't live to the next dawn."<br /><br />Never realize your dreams or your nightmares will come true.<br /><br />In desperation we all find the rats gnawing at our homestrings.<br /><br />If home is where the heart is, Vlad and I will be stopping in for dinner.<br /><br />I've never heard an angel sing.<br /><br />And now, for a poem...<br /><br />Of all the love I've read of<br />In books<br />It is only the most impressive of which<br />I cannot describe<br />Pale, white, fading<br />The only difference between the three<br />Is the lack of a holy<br />Trinity<br />Never<br />Again<br />Never<br />Again<br />Never<br /><br />again<br /><br /><br />...never...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-111953289507916077?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1109628127539202332005-02-28T15:57:00.000-06:002005-02-28T16:02:07.540-06:00I have loved a few people in my life. Some of them have loved me back, and some did not. Yet I am still standing alone, all aglow with what passion I've managed to hold onto, but still sitting in a dark corner.<br /><br />And those that did love me, love never proved enough. No matter how intensely the fire in my eyes mingled with that in theirs, life always presented hurdles that they could not overcome.<br /><br />I am a crumbling skeleton in the high school science class of life....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110962812753920233?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1109528959092342302005-02-27T12:27:00.000-06:002005-02-27T12:29:19.093-06:00I have considered myself a drunk. Not the type that does so too often, but that which does so too much on the occasion.<br /><br />I shall kneel and pray to Falos, deity of the tears of abolished slaves, that I might make a return from this journey....<br /><br />Sing for me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110952895909234230?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1106083022083333062005-01-18T15:13:00.000-06:002005-01-18T15:17:02.083-06:00I have been found out, and like a fairy must be believed in to be real, I can have no one know of my true identity to survive... <br /> <br />All of the clapping in the world won't make a sound for me now.... <br /> <br />Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarghhhhh.... <br /> <br /><img src="http://www.sharding.org/j/images/rc4.jpg" /> <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110608302208333306?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105817687615568802005-01-15T13:30:00.000-06:002005-01-15T13:34:47.616-06:00I welcomed myself to a new dawn <br />Golden hues as of six in the early am <br />And Jesus was present at the beginning <br />But he claims that it never occurred <br /> <br />A druid comes flailing unbecoming his post <br />Screaming into the future a giant calendar <br />Inaccurate in comparison to the mighty fall <br />Of Pan's incredulous hoof, shaking like a dog with paw <br /> <br />Deception runs rampant through the alleys <br />Garbage cans burning brightly skyward <br />And all the stars can do is show us <br />How they shined ten thousand years ago <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110581768761556880?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105544752235590762005-01-12T09:45:00.000-06:002005-01-12T09:45:52.236-06:00<span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://kevan.org/brain.cgi?clicknathan">Please, refrain from clicking here. <br /></a></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110554475223559076?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105544720652726282005-01-12T09:43:00.000-06:002005-01-12T09:45:20.653-06:00Why is it that everytime I do a Google internet search I never use the keywords "hal's true love"? <br /> <br />Is it because I fear love itself? Or merely because Firefox makes it incredibly difficult to install extensions? <br /> <br />Please, my minions, if you have any soul or heart or spirit, resonate your love through the fiber optic weblines that connect us all, yet also keep us so far apart... <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110554472065272628?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105456227714352942005-01-11T09:06:00.000-06:002005-01-11T09:10:27.716-06:00What is more grand, a pegasus or a unicorn? Keep in mind that unicorns are the gods of the sun and moon, and pegasus are merely flying horses, but unicorns can't fly (except in my dreams!) <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110545622771435294?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105376033341583882005-01-10T10:52:00.000-06:002005-01-10T10:53:53.340-06:00It's not that I am wont for unhappiness. <br /> <br />Raggedy Ann never asked to be ragged. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110537603334158388?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105376204688463302005-01-09T10:37:00.000-06:002005-01-10T10:56:44.690-06:00 Without sadness, there can never be an end to sadness.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110537620468846330?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10039202.post-1105236840723975082005-01-08T20:13:00.000-06:002005-01-08T20:14:00.723-06:00I cried for all of the sadness today. <br /> <br />... <br /> <br />It didn't cry back. <br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10039202-110523684072397508?l=gothicempowerment.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hal Falonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09368779900736208493noreply@blogger.com0