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About Me

I discovered that if I stand on my possessions I will see further; if I carry them they will crush me. So you may find me up there, or I may find you. I try to listen for the creak of the bow, not the rush of the arrow. You may be my target and i'll get you, especially now I have a better view. So do you know what this is? Do you? I mostly talk in cryptic gibberish, although I think gibberish is creativity no-one else understands...Hmm. I'm always on the look out for helpful de-coders. I want to eat your gibberish.

My Interests

Getting mangled and seriously stoned! But i know there's more to life so i play piano, paint and draw alot. I love anything creative im a artist at heart, I always look for new experience.

MySpace Avatars

I'd like to meet:

Creative ones...of any kind. Ray Mears.

Music:

Can't pidgeon hole...lots, trance/dance, rock, D&B, electronica, ska, dub, sometimes a bit of indie, chillout. If i go out ive really gotta be able to go nuts to it which means music with lots of levels. If i hear it and i like it then thats it.

Movies:

Havent seen enough to have a favourite, but a few would be...La Haine, The Birds, Baraka, Yeelen, Kez, Bully, Kids, Cathy Come Home, Poor Cow, Lost In Translation, Pulp Fiction, Bodysong, 28 Days Later, Ratcatcher, The Piano, Watership Down, Edward Scissorhands, A Clockwork Orange, Bicycle Thieves, Fear & Loathing, Goonies, What's Eating Gilbert Grape, Thirteen, Lion King, Finding Nemo......there's so many more....

Television:

Chris Morris

Books:

Yes, lost count of how many times I have read the books of Narnia. Watership Down, Love 'Mag' by James Sorel Cameron. The Little Prince.

Heroes:

My Cat.

My Blog

Self-Subordination

(last night talks) Talking in my sleep with the glass against the wall a little leathery plug Plugging It's a new thing Like Dogging ****************************...
Posted by Kimberley on Fri, 23 Feb 2007 03:47:00 PST

Reflection Window

Lying there Fingers running through my hair The Window It screams at me Opportunities to be free Its clear calm panels Flood light into our damp tunnels The painted trees Becko...
Posted by Kimberley on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 08:55:00 PST

A Rant

I wrote this quite sometime ago after a night out. I refused an offer of a drink from a persistently drunk young man. He called me stuck up, maybe? But in response I decided to stay high on the horse ...
Posted by Kimberley on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 01:10:00 PST

Lost Property

Destitute at this foreign land The dusty grey ground The texture of hard sand Grinding on souls Murmuring tales cold and old Anomalous faces Emancipated from consciousness...
Posted by Kimberley on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 02:15:00 PST

a LITTLE poem bit

I'll dance in your downpour Run wild in your meadow I'll laugh at your ringside and watch you whilst you tire I'll stand over there And stare on you, with precarious glares &n...
Posted by Kimberley on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 09:16:00 PST

Tired arms

When I woke this morning something was different Nothing lost Nor gained I'll pick it up Put it in my pocket Think about it later Women pass Men throw we miss each other but ro...
Posted by Kimberley on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 05:24:00 PST

Get out

I want to be a freelance runaway I want to skip across tides catching fishes from the sky Chase the wind Sleep on the moon Make friends with stars Dance till noon...
Posted by Kimberley on Sun, 04 Feb 2007 05:06:00 PST

Squirrel badger fights

If a squirrel and a badger had a fight, who would win? "The squirrel" it could hop on its tail the red ones they ate all the red ones the grey ...
Posted by Kimberley on Sat, 03 Feb 2007 09:27:00 PST

Hmmmm

Hmmmm I deleted aload of "friends" of my list this morning, I feel a little guity but I only deleted the people who I haven't spoke to, or who havent spoken to me. I think if you l...
Posted by Kimberley on Mon, 18 Sep 2006 06:43:00 PST