Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Lilac Forest

Safe within the warmth of a white backdrop,
A family of lilacs are drawn black.
Stems are tangled from a bird's eye angle,
And the comforting forest turns its back.

In correlation to the sudden switch,
The light and darkened patterns are reversed,
But the flowers have grown all on their own
In two-dimensional towers dispersed.

How cool is the side which so blackened by
The calm of the night and reach of the sky
To pierce through the eye of the bird who flies
Above the insides of a lantern slide?

Arise from the dirt, young lilacs, transcend!
Surprise the forest, or profess our end.

- Alexander McCurdy

Thursday, June 11, 2009


yeah, after only seven months or so, i have written 100 blog posts. eff!
anyways, one of my good buddies was complaining that i write too much to possibly follow, so i decided to do a Top 10 of 100 List. these are just personal favorites, so if you don't dig 'em, it's all good.

ordered by date, oldest to most recent:

1) "i wish to be fed toasted bread," she said

2) Linguini & the Attack of the Hallow Bears

3) Are S Dee Es D

4) "The Alex Show" Episode 3 pt. I

5) "The Alex Show" Episode 4

6) pick up chicks

7) From Son to Father

8) "The Greatest Warrior Alive" pts. I - IV

9) Fuck "The Alex Show!"

10) within my busty dwelling

- afm

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Sleep is for Prudes!

People constantly rant about how wonderful sleeping is and how terrible it is to be awake. I think the people with this particular outlook are morbid and boring. The concept of sleep is to rejuvenate, replenish, revive, but would it not be a better concept to just never get tired? It is the feeling of weariness that is a unbearable, not being awake. Personally, I would prefer to be conscious 24/7, but unfortunately the mind is legally considered insane after seventeen hours of consciousness, so we are forced to rest (no wonder I write such stupid blogs at night).

Being awake is much more fun and exciting than sleep. I feel like the hours of sleep are hours well wasted. Sleep is eating up my life and all of the things I could be getting done. People continually wish for more hours in their day. Well, I have your solution: sleep less! Yes, that is how we should lead our lives: sleepless. Some people may argue that they thoroughly enjoy sleeping, because they get to dream. Fuck dreams. Dreams are either good or bad, but in the end they are completely unwarranted.

Scenario 1: You have a nightmare. Nightmares are no fun. You wake up scared and possibly sweaty, afraid that it was truly happening. No thanks.

Scenario 2: It is a lovely dream in which everything you wish for comes true. You are approaching the dream's epic climax only to discover that it is not real. Once you are forced to awake and face your lousy reality, you are bummed out of your mind! No thanks.

One cannot control his or her dreams while asleep, but one can get the fuck up and make their dreams (in this case, aspirations) come true. Stop sleeping, people! Sleep is for prudes.

- afm

Monday, June 8, 2009

Three, Two, One, None

Three of us traveled to a family affair.
Two of us had something to drink.
One of us stayed in the car.

Three of us were ready to leave.
Two of us said our goodbyes.
One of us remained silent.

Three of us drove to a far away land - much farther forgotten.
Two of us danced along to the music playing.
One of us sat perfectly still.

Three of us arrived at our (final) destination.
Two of us simultaneously exited the vehicle.
One of us was carried.

Three of us were hot and stopped by the creek.
Two of us threw the other in the water.
One of us went swimming.

Three of us ended up getting our hands wet.
Two of us planted a (dead) tree.
One of us did not help.

Three of us passed a graveyard and entered a wood.
Two of us exited a wood and passed a graveyard.
One of us passed.

Three of us were one.
Two of us are done.
One of us is none.

- Alex McCurdy

Saturday, June 6, 2009

the land is silent. the hand is violent. (extended)

someone is speaking, but i can't hear a thing.
someone is drinking, sinking down to the bottom.

i'll take you by the river, we can swim in it.
i'll teach you how to dive, you can even reach bottom.

- Alex McCurdy

Monday, June 1, 2009


To be simplistic
I am semi-sadistic.
If you're not good at linguistics
You'll be reduced to a statistic.
The floor is your new niche,
So get on your knees, bitch.
Follow my bids
And swig the cure for your throat's itch.

You're like a carnivore with no teeth,
A fucking whore underneath
All of that shit you feed.
Guile! Guile! Guile!
I'll rip that smutty smile off
And lay it next to your teeth.
You're a fucking whore underneath
All of that shit you eat.

Tear off that bill, that fucking filth
With something darker than the night
In which you wander
With perfect aim to claim a stranger.
You purposely put your life in danger,
And pray the shadows are really beggars
Ready to become exchangers.
Here's a nickel for your time.
Here's one more for your behind.
You're a dime, a dime a dozen,
So far from your Hepburn prime.
They'll make you theirs, I'll make you mine.

- afm

ps. THIS one is for you :)