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Sunday, February 4th, 2007
9:04 pm
[sourgrapeszine]
SOURGRAPES: Calling all D.I.Y. kids!
Hi there,
My name is Sam. I help run a zine called SOURGRAPES ZINE. We're a local zine based in Lexington KY. We focus on teaching kids about D.I.Y. ethics, being posi, and why its important to support local art and music.
I wanted to write not only to introduce our zine to the livejournal zine world! But also to explain our predicament. You see, after a lot of pulling out hair and craziness we've decided to hire on a full-time zine team. We used to be submission based but it was pretty hard on our (then) small team.
So now we're looking for like minded zinesters and punks who support self publication, D.I.Y. ethics, posi beliefs, and who are interested in having some fun creating a great zine and keeping the underground press alive!


We're looking for:

- Columnists
- Interviewers
- Record reviewer **
- Zine reviewers **
- D.I.Y. guide writers **
- Survival guide writers **
- Bike Repair guide writers **
- Cover artists (for upcoming covers)
- Photographers
- Cartoonists (full-time strip)
- Proof readers **
- Printers
- + more!

If you think you could help us out or would like to become apart of our team, we'd love to have you! Write us at SOURGRAPESZINE@GMAIL.COM or through our myspace: http://myspace.com/sourgrapeszine
Once again we are looking for FULL TIME writers/artists (which means we will be interested in your submissions for each issue) were poor and cant pay you but we can offer free ad space, zine copies, zine reviews, and whatever Sam can knit you!

Thanks!
SAM
SG ZINE TEAM

SUBMIT +SUPPORT= SURVIVE

Saturday, May 21st, 2005
11:18 am
[coldheartedorb]
poo poo
Holey Crapoley
Somebody's been payin attenshun!
Lissen up all you crazy cats
I got sumthin to say
....now if I could just remember what it was!
omg
I'm sooooooo funny
no but seriously
sometimes I feel like 'just another brick in the wall'
'in the chilly hours and minutes of uncertainty'
which sadly is most of the damn time
'bedsitter people look back and lament
another days useless energy spent'
except for it's only afternoon
but you get the idea

Current Mood: ditzy
Saturday, May 14th, 2005
12:48 pm
[coldheartedorb]
I'm baaaaaackkkk
let's see what kind of shenanigans can I get up today????
tee hee hee
little boy blue
come blow your horn
the sheeps in the meadow
the cow's in the corn
and where is the little boy who looks after the sheep?
under the haystack with little bo-peep
hahahaha

Current Mood: bored
Tuesday, May 10th, 2005
12:03 pm
[coldheartedorb]
This looks like a perfectly good little community to me. I think I will just dust it off a little. I'm sure I can use it for something.....
Well that looks better already!
Tis spring
time for regrowth
truth is beauty
beauty is truth
sprouts
shorts
tank tops
flip flops
sunglasses
iced tea
lemonaid
mosquitoes
flies in the ointment
bug spray
barbeques
hangin around at the lake
take a sip
take a dip
jump in
sunshine superman
summertime and the livin is easy
stars at night
moon is bright
make a wish
blow a kiss
laughter on the night air

Current Mood: enthralled
Sunday, May 23rd, 2004
12:20 am
[_poetrix]
Homeward
lip trails
up your spine
homeward bound
and begging more
lashes
on your shoulder
tickling tongue
to soft ear lobe
homeward bound
and anxious
twice as needy
as before
pushingpullingrolling
wet skin sticking
to the floor
full mouth-meshing
mooshed-nose bending
finger-licking
toe-curling
honey sodden
front door
homeward bound
and begging more

*x-posted all over the fucking place

Current Mood: hungry
Saturday, May 22nd, 2004
2:08 am
[_poetrix]
Seduction---feedback appreciated :)
your voice
bypasses my ears
speaking directly to
my soul
moves me to tears
when the notes wash over me
your smile covers me
like salt-slick skin
your words
excite my pulse
sedate my breath
lure me into love
humming in rythmn with
my soul


****PS- I'm new to this community! Just wanted to introduce myself.
Name: Trixi
Age: 21
Loc: Kansas City

Current Mood: creative
Monday, November 10th, 2003
12:52 am
[jumanjimo]
For anyone who has a passion or a longing... or at least a curiosity

WOKE: Kindred of Eden


This is a fledgling community, so forgive its lack of entries. With every one of you contributing to enrich it, though, it shall be something great. I promise. So please join, and begin!
Thursday, November 14th, 2002
8:58 am
[beldurnik]
Is there anyone out there that would like to develop an online zine with me?
I have recycledthoughts.org right now. Actually I just renewed it.
I would like to get a group together that would work some on the site and some on how to do it.
I have a bunch of ideas of things that I would like to do but I think that it would be good to get a crew together.

If you are interested let me know.
Thursday, June 27th, 2002
9:05 pm
[apricots]
Dearest livejournal friends,
Hello! My name is Josie. I have recently gotten a livejournal account, and am just thrilled with its many features, and the SWEET, KIND people I have met. I'm 16 years old, Asian, but I can speak English fluently. I simply ENJOY meeting and talking to new people. My parents used to be somewhat overprotective of me so I never got to know anyone out of my school setting, but now that they loosened up, I began to make friends like crazy- of all ages, ethnicities, and personalities.
I love listening to alternative rock, but I have found myself enjoying songs from many other categories. I joined this community on the intention to engross myself deeper with topics I love, and .... to meet more people! I REALLY REALLY would like to meet all the friendly people out there who may read this, and get to know you better. Go ahead and add me as a friend, and I'll do likewise, because I would like to see various peoples' posts on my user info. Thanks for doing that, because Livejournal is an experience I want to enjoy to the fullest!
Yours truly,
Josie.
8:59 pm
[apricots]
Dear livejournal friends,
Hello! My name is Josie. I have recently gotten a livejournal account, and am just thrilled with its many features, and the SWEET, KIND people I have met. I'm 16 years old, Asian, but I can speak English fluently. I simply ENJOY meeting and talking to new people. My parents used to be somewhat overprotective of me so I never got to know anyone out of my school setting, but now that they loosened up, I began to make friends like crazy- of all ages, ethnicities, and personalities.
I love listening to alternative rock, but I have found myself enjoying songs from many other categories. I joined this community on the intention to engross myself deeper with topics I love, and .... to meet more people! I REALLY REALLY would like to meet all the friendly people out there who may read this, and get to know you better. Go ahead and add me as a friend, and I'll do likewise, because I would like to see various peoples' posts on my user info. Thanks for doing that, because Livejournal is an experience I want to enjoy to the fullest!
Yours truly,
Josie.

PS. Poem for the poem-hungry users. I hope I whetted your appetite for my poetry!

***City Evening***
Nighttime city lights
gather like dense fireflies
tires squelch
as cars zoom by

my hair strands fly past
in the wind
blinding my eyes
and in the dark

I still am buried
in the blackness
that is the city.
Sunday, May 5th, 2002
10:22 am
[joy73185]
please tell me
who is that man
and why won't he look at me
and why does he hold a picture of me
in his hand
why does he know my name
there's something about him
i don't understand

can he tell me the things
that i forget
can he unblock
all those years
can he put the pieces
back together
and if he can
why hasn't he yet?

are you the one
who loved me as a child
were you the one
who held me as your own
did you used to
try to protect me
from all the horror
that i've come to know

oh Christoper
could you have known
the price i'd have to pay
oh Christopher
are you suprised
by what i am today
Monday, April 22nd, 2002
9:52 pm
[seummerale]
once again i embrace the devil
in my sleep
in the dark of night
i scream in wicked pleasure
as you caress my soul
from the inside out
the pleasure
i should have saved for my wedding night
i embrace you
with every intention
of never letting go
i hold on and pray to God
that i could pull you so close
that i occupy your space
i cling to you
even as my eyes slide shut
and my breath becomes even
and i succumb to the lullaby
of your breathing
i fought as hard as i could
because i know
that in the morning
you'll just leave me
like anything i've ever love
6:47 pm
[seummerale]
you have reduced me to nothing
with your lies
and your stories
you tell me that you
want to love me
to hold me
and keep me
but whenever i give you the chance
you take my
unprotected heart
and run
why do you torment me
like this
i could do worse to you
but i don't
because i love you
and i want the best for you
even if the best isn't me
Sunday, April 21st, 2002
9:09 pm
[jumanjimo]
hey, crumples told me about this place, so i figured i'd have to post alongside her. here's one i just wrote last night.. when i saw my two cats sitting at the sliding glass door:


two gray shadows sitting
silently by the door
looking through the glass and
the light cast on the floor.

they mirror back the world ahead
with eyes of wild green,
with envy of wind-dancing leaves
past which they've never seen.

this house shall remain still
with every corner known.
and here it stands, locked in time
while life outside still grows.

the wind then turned to face
the captives behind the glass;
it sighed and blew away the curtains
freeing them at last.

as the room he dwelt in,
so stubborn and so cold,
the elder one stood still, waiting..
watching the other one grow bold.

the younger began down the steps
and the elder looked away.
"outside this door, he shall not live
to see another day."

yet the younger became the surrounding life
as the elder deepened in gray;
and as this new life flew out of sight
the other simply faded away..
9:05 pm
[crumpled_sheets]
scream when you want me to stop.......i like it when you do that
The crocodile necklace

I look at it now
stashed between my seats
where you wouldn't find it
if you looked
I hid it there myself
as an excuse to come back in
and I knew you wouldn’t tell me
no
and of course you didn't
it only takes two seconds
to get naked in a bathroom
and for your jaw to drop
why do I do these things
I always ask myself after
what is wrong with me
I hold the necklace in my hand
and I want to say to it
it is all your fault
but I know it is mine

the faithless slut
the predator
has to look in the mirror at herself
again
she never likes what she sees
and she has to make excuses for herself

who am I really?
am I the things i do?
a sinner by choice?
or am I the things I feel
that no one will ever know but me?
or am I the thoughts I think
alone in my bed,
that no one would understand
and that I would have to back track
a lot to explain
and I don’t have the energy

maybe
your memories are all you have
sometimes
some and most you are not proud of
But for some reason
I keep making them
in triplicate

but what does it matter?
Someday we will all feed the worms
and no one will care
what I thought
or felt
or did
I don’t think I will ever
make the history books

Bury me in my crocodile necklace.

Current Mood: giddy
9:03 pm
[crumpled_sheets]
here is yet another
Another poem from crumples
btw, i told all my freinds about your community, so i hope you will quickly be seiged by poets. :)

Crooked Halo

I think I will quit
loving gods because
they are never satisfied
and always
want more
than you have
to give.

I have decided today
that I want an angel
who has
f
a
l
l
e
n
out of the sky
just because
he wondered
what bad felt like

a crooked halo
and a naughty smile
wings turned gray
from wandering
and restlessness.
feathers falling out
everywhere
like breadcrumbs
so I will know
where to find him

I hope he doesn't wear shoes,
and his feet are dirty like mine.

I hope
when he sees me
he can see
a kindred spirit
a roaming misfit
that has been
waiting for him
for so long.

we can find ways
to paint the skies
to suit our taste
better.

Maybe he will
like to hold my hand
as we explore
the world
together
messy hair
blowing in the
wind behind
us.
clothes worn
since yesterday
but still
good enough
to sleep in.

I just hope
when he falls
he still
remembers
how to
kiss like an
angel.

Current Mood: bouncy
8:55 pm
[crumpled_sheets]
Hello! I am new here and i would like to post some poetry if you do not mind. I like the idea of this community and much luck on your zine.

btw, my names is crumpled_sheets

Shivering Michelle

Shivering Michelle
Always wraps her arms
around herself
Like she's cold
She likes to drink six beers
and take a walk
on the street at night
because she likes to feel
the cold brick streets
under her numb, bare feet.
Sometimes you'd see her
sitting by her car
Drinking them
in the parking lot
She said she likes it
when she didn't feel anything,
It helps her to think
She says
And takes another drink.

(Sometimes your weird and there ain't no cure for it)

She walks down the street
in her K-Mart tube top
With her arms wrapped around her chest
with a beer in her hand
It always seems there are men
everywhere she looks
She says when she drinks a lot
she feels like she could melt
It's always better to have something
to melt into
They all like it
when she walks by
They never do want her
until she's got that lost look
in her eye
She has a way of talking with her body
Only a man could understand
Every man needs a woman
like shivering Michelle
To turn their eyes
outside backwards
and make them beg her to stop
Just don't let her stay too long
Of you'll never get rid of her
'cause don't nobody want her
when she sobers up and cries

Her mama loved her kids
but she said she couldn't handle them
She had to leave them
she didnt' mean anything by it
Her momma says it is alright now
and your too old Michelle
to be still sad about it
Her momma got too much time to think
She stays up all night
working crossword puzzles
and chain smoking
Looking at her picture
of shivering Michelle
and thinking and feeling nothing
That's her baby she says
she can't help the way
her grandma raised her
She's in her own little world
just like her daughter
shivering Michelle

Shivering Michelle,
owns her own little corner
of the world
Sitting on her dad's gravestone
with her arms wrapped around herself
Chain smoking and talking non stop
Trying to fill him in
on all the things he's missed
He was the only man
she says
That actually liked her

Shivering Michelle
Feels colder than ever now
But she can't find her clothes
even if she had the strength to reach them
she couldn’t put them on
She lays naked in a church yard
her eyes glassy and staring
with her throat cut wide open
and a crucifix shoved up her ass
yet another man who didn't
understand her
As she takes her last breath
she shivers and tries to figure out
a way to explain this to her dad
Who she hopes is picking her up soon

Now shivering Michelle
walks the streets of Hell
with her arms still wrapped
tight around her
but the cold won't go away
from a life that's been
wasted away

(there is no moral to this poem)

Current Mood: bouncy
Friday, November 23rd, 2001
11:17 am
[beldurnik]
Been a while.
Well it has been a while since I have posted here.

Working on the Recycled Thoughts site.
Registered the recycledthoughts.org domain.

Stay Tuned.
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2001
8:39 pm
[beldurnik]
So, this is the first post.

Welcome to the Recycled Thoughts LiveJournal.

Recycled Thoughts is a paper 'zine created by me, . It is ment to be a springboard for people who want to have their work published in one form or another. The material will be screned but as of yet there are not any strong guidelines.

To submit something to work you will be able to join this community and post you work here or there will be other methods to submit made availible soon. Don't worry, I will keep you posted.

As I build the website and the processes for how submitting will work you will also see information and updates here. Feel free to ask me questions and post your work here in the meantime.

All Writings/Images and such will be concidered.

Any questions let me know.

-beldurnik
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