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About Me

Dreaming of that face again. It's bright and blue and shimmering. Grinning wide and comforting me with it's three warm and wild eyes. On my back and tumbling down that hole and back again. Rising up and wiping the webs and the dew from my withered eye. In Out In Out In Out, A child's rhyme stuck in my head. It said that life is but a dream. I've spent so many years in question, to find I've known this all along. "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Shrouding all the ground around me. Is this holy crow above me. Black as holes within a memory and blue as our new second sun. I stick my hand into his shadow to pull the pieces from the sand. Which I attempt to reassemble, to see just who I might have been. I do not recognize the vessel, but the eyes seem so familiar. Like phosphorescent desert buttons singing one familiar song... "So good to see you. I've missed you so much. So glad it's over. I've missed you so much. Came out to watch you play. Why are you running away?" Prying open my third eye. So good to see you once again. I thought that you were hiding. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing the tail of a dogma. I opened my eye and there we were. So good to see you once again I thought that you were hiding from me. And you thought that I had run away. Chasing a trail of smoke and reason. Prying open my third eye.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

My twin flame... Also anyone with spirit and a brain.

My Blog

My favorite Art Form

Many of you have probably perused my photos and have seen the folders of many, many old cars. To most people, cars are just that; cars. Even to most car oriented people; just cars. But not me......
Posted by on Sun, 06 Sep 2009 12:59:00 GMT

Slip Stream

It's almost as if you're here..In those rare moments when I allow myself to feel..Those vulnerable times when the tears fallUnhinderedUninvitedThough, not wholly unwelcome..it's almost as if we've alr...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:57:00 GMT

Simian Says

Nevermind the BollocksOn this street,baseboards are stealing home.Bright Light City's Splendorrunning through the park,this place is filthy with it..Wide Eyed Giddy Pleasuretell yer momma I'll be back...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:51:00 GMT

Nestling

A communal suffucationI'm drowning in itMemories, feelingsHopes and dreamsIt's gettin a bit tight around hereHome no longer feels as suchAn intruder in my own lifeTime to GoLike a spiderling taking fl...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:45:00 GMT

Atlas

I often times sit and feel... nothing. I AM nothing. But how can that be? How can one BE nothing, if one is able to even have such a thought? What is the point of knowledge if said knowledge feels ...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Aug 2009 02:08:00 GMT

Fuck Them!

I didn't write this, but after reading it, I had to share it in any way I could...Why Vote Against Republicans? Because Fuck Them:America, the good ol' USA, is a country that was brought into existenc...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Aug 2009 19:45:00 GMT

Temple Ruins

It's all coming down,all around my feet..My carefully constructed walls of concrete permenance.I watch reality leave my grasp,like dust in the wind..My tears beg,"please don't fail me now"..CRACKThere...
Posted by on Thu, 07 May 2009 21:07:00 GMT

shine

beliefs wither and decay,like cities in the darkness..grieving widows watch from beneath their crumbling walls-of stone and unwitting hypocrisy.who is willing to stand? and who is strong enough to fal...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Apr 2009 22:43:00 GMT

I

I Am Not
Posted by on Sun, 12 Apr 2009 23:52:00 GMT

Untitled

Clouded SkyeMirrored SpiritWhat is this that obscures your Rays?A drop against the pane,one for every tear denied..A dammed deluge of biblical proportions..When will the Heavens cease their siege?When...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jan 2009 18:22:00 GMT