1. To put out of usual or proper place, position, or relationship.
2. To displace (a body part), especially to displace a bone from its normal position.
3. To throw into confusion or disorder; disrupt: a continuing drought that dislocated the state’s economy.
Dislocate was held at Livejournal, and ran from approx 2001 to 2010 (though it got very sparse from about 2006 onwards). It was designed to cover random musings, tangent thoughts, curious/interesting finds on the internet, quotes, things that don’t fit anywhere else.
Dear A***, I can’t say I know exactly how it happened, but I don’t like what happened to our friendship, and I’m sorry that it …
it is purposeful. it is varied. it is direct. it is amorphous. it is influenced. it is remote. it is defined. it is inconsistent. ~Robert …
Wed – 4.12.02 Heaven help those who find me. Turn left at the roundabout, then take the first right, second left, and down to the …
Take my time,
but it’s alright,
it’s my life
You don’t own me.
criss cross, the paths interweave
tick tock, time gets loose
simultaneously healing and hurting
– life gets loose.
When I find the one, the thing, the way,
(you know you want it)
Who’s to say,
Where it is?
“What is red?
Where is red?
What is blue?
Where is blue?”
fucked if I know.
red, blue and a kaleidoscope inbetween – a myriad of possibilities, signifiers, reasons, meanings, readings and more.
bought a new phone, Clay’s in Brisbane, I’m still working in Orange, I’m alive, healthy, and sorta busy. I don’t really get much of a …
reflect, deflect & don’t show the scars. I’m not living in a magazine – this is a life with no handbook, notes, or manuals, just …
Piece by piece, a part of the puzzle has come together – with a few hassles, the occasional knife in my back, a bit of …
Just a quick update: We’re in Orange; are battling control issues with mum and a friend of hers [long story which I’ll try to elaborate …
Heaven help those who find me. Turn left at the roundabout, then take the first right, second left, and down to the T, turn right …
So. basically, all is pretty much well. I’m suffering a tad from ‘testosterone overload’ – a condition brought about by living in a camp with …
had a booking at the library for the internet, got here late, now I don’t have a lot of time. dammit. see, I had this …
Enter Young. Young is a town which happens to be about the same size as my home town. The town in which I grew up, …
End of one season, beginning of another. Come Friday morn, we’ll be making our way from this one-horse-town, to the next one-horse-town. (Though, having said …
Lots going on. Planning time for the next season, we could be moving on in either a week or two weeks time, or thereabouts; but …
Spending time wondering how the tide and time surface and interract to bring about what it is that I see before me. What do I …
WTF am I supposed to do? I have to live my life for me, as much as I appreciate whoeveryouare, & whatever role you play …
oddness in referrer stats. Someone searching for fishing rods in Portugese… In other news, things are going well. Stuff in storage; apartment empty, clean & …
life. As I said in a text message to Daniel, I cannot count the number of times I’ve proclaimed/exclaimed/muttered/wanted to yell/scream the word “fuck” over …
The opening went really well (honestly, one of the biggest openings I’ve seen at Soapbox for a long time – you could say there were …
yes, thanks to Daniel for posting links to SOApBOx and all manner of other things – I’ve been way too busy to mention that we’ve …
