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About Me

upon awakening with blury vision and sound mind acompanys clear notions and ultimate achivements as a journey so vast has yet to begin. the rising sun has triggered new hope and ambishous encouragement for a fullfilling trip in search of ones self being one. scattered throughout my thoughts are leaves fallen throughout the night which now embarked many new questions as that have not yet been realized. warm light shining upon the window sill now takes my direction as i sit down cross leged and collect my thoughts. mental preperation is the key i say while taking in energy from the raidiating sphere. with strong mind and strong body awaiting a course of endourance. througout resting collective precious time is well consumed. the cold air falling down from the window pain impregnated with this mornings unblocked light is a refreshing mixture which is felt upon my forehead. with eyes closed a subconcious state has taken over, out of body and into mind. a small blue hole is now expanding in the distant at a progressive rate untill all i see is now consumed by solid light blue light that seemed to be somehow moving. as now out of a trance like state i find that i am laying on my backside looking up at the sky in the middle of a field turning latterly widdershins. a place so ubundant with vegitation has now really seemed to catch my minds eye for this is a place i have yet to know. rising blades of tall grass catch a gentle wind creating a hermonic tongue of nature that is easily transcribed by my heightened sence of awareness. mental preperation is the key you are right the voices soothing tones speak as i sit now fully attentive. but this is just the beginning of unlocking the knowledge of what can be aquired by one willing to seek the truth of ones self, the road will not be straight nor level, the gate will not be wide but narrow....THIS IS A TRUE STORY AFTER WAKEING UP ONE MORNING plain layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts.com / MyHotComments

My Interests

honesty,change,warm days,creating,actions speak louder than words,walking the path of the wise ones,stoping to realize,audio creations,loving wife,my baby boy,mechanics,creating music that has not yet been appreciated,rippeling effect,zero point energy,not getting out of bed,hot tea,intercepting thoughts,you should be scared,seeing the whole you,connecting the dots,fortune in silence,a thumb that is green,insomnia,filling the hour glass,perpetual motion,a poet with only one apreciation so far,dextarity,muse,headaches that never go away,observation,stage fright,perfectionest,making tools on the day of mercury,nail biting,full moon,ebb and flow,vibrations in the key of D,the narrow gate,complacent,syntheticly bound,organically created,latex gloves and a brief case,being prepared,skyclad in your rights,open minded,golf,hated school,a nice cigar,tuned in,silence,self sufficent,comfortable life

I'd like to meet:

I would have liked to have met my relitaves that have passed before me such as great grandfathers and there fathers ect...The people of wich i am a part of today. What i think is unfortunate is that without the memory of someone or without a story for someone to tell of them or without something they might have created, memories of entire lifetimes seem to dissapear ofer time. A lifetime is a valuable thing and should not be forgotten...

Movies:

falling down, silence of the lambs, pulp fiction, top gun, rad, saturday night fever, oh yeah beat street is pretty tight to.

Television:

anything educational.......

Books:

the witches bible, gardening, performance cars.......

Heroes:

people who save lives for a living, whats more inportant than that?

My Blog

our country is being invaded

there is no reason any AMERICAN child should go to sleep hungry, we send millions of dollars of food to other countries but we cant care for our own. i see the deductions in my paycheck going those in...
Posted by JASON on Fri, 18 Apr 2008 02:21:00 PST

writing in the sand before high tide

where were you when i turned arround to see only the trees shedding leaves in the demeaning cycle of what once was, and a sky of pinks and greys and reds falling down upon us like the unknown life fro...
Posted by JASON on Fri, 08 Dec 2006 02:07:00 PST

I create. I observe. In the end, its my decision...

as i climb this latter as i do every so often, i stop at the platform at the top that leads to the next. i then turn arround to look upon what i had built and i routinely say. i built that floor, i bu...
Posted by JASON on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 01:22:00 PST

sitting under a tree on a rainy day all alone..

a wish never known, a thought incomplete sadness falls like raindrops from the trees, the fruit hits the earth rebirth of one. repress rejection of the unplesant, now complacent of this life, why cant...
Posted by JASON on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 12:49:00 PST