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Acceptance of life the way it is. Contentment is found there. nothing needs to be sought after; it just needs to be uncovered, unfolded, unmasked from your soul. you are divine. you already know what you want. you just dont know how to see.i was born to dance naked in the forest. where is my madman? the cusp to my eclipse? i live forever in darkness. the light radiates too deafening. i wish i could hear.I've crawled out of my icy cave and want to play and dance. The air is pure and clean but I want some warmth, some love and some compassion. Disassociation has brought me nothing but pain so now I will receive you, world, and I hope some friends, real friends, along the way. Thanks for your brief time in my space. Come talk to me and tell me who you are and even more so, who you could be. And if you are the most you may be, then teach me. I love art, music, poetry and dancing, all of which I do. I'm open to more people like me, that have alot of interests, desires and passion. The most beautiful aspects of somebody are their passion, intelligence and sense of humor.what i wrote here is amazing, really. i haven't read it in a long time. i haven't seen the passion player & although i'm not actively looking, it does sometimes feel like a part of me is waiting, knowing he's out there, also waiting.if i wasn't so picky...well, i guess i would have a better chance but it wouldn't be worth my time or his.I'd like to meet beautiful people who never tire of seeking for the knowledge that is already deeply embedded inside of us all. Specifically, a beautiful young man, who acts like he doesn't know or care that he is beautiful. He has long brown hair,(optional, of course, it's what's inside that counts! Right?) and a soft voice unless he is singing then he may wail and screech uncontrollably. He is a poet, musician, madman, whatever, so long as he has some creative talent and is in love with something, has a passion for something, life, art it doesn't matter, as long as he feels the passion, it makes him alive and tender and quivering. He is a man who knows his life alone is the only purpose he needs and emanates that individuality and strength to others. He is a man who probably doesn't exist but hey, I'll keep my eyes open!
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Unborn

  To last one day is to last       a lifetime. My creed is a lie.        A worm of fingers         &...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 19:08:00 GMT

Useless

  I wear my skin inside out              (it seems)          it feels so raw,  bruised...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:47:00 GMT

random thoughts

My infant screams for me as I lay paralyzed on the slab wrists sore with restraining foolish me insanity guides. Hopeless not! I fall to dear death and hear her name being washed...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 23:53:00 GMT

Monsters Lullaby

You, my lonely, my old grey tapestry, tattered and stitched with the veins of loss, loss, loss. You, my war hero, I was in that muddle trench with you, I poured my blood into your wounds, pulled out y...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 22:35:00 GMT