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mr.

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About Me

A boulder at the bottom of a river running onward upward toward any mountains top cut off by shrouding clouds. Clumps of clay bedding my back and bustling beneath my receding ground, digging down. Sinking further although sunken, flushing away my eroding surface with no purpose other than dissolving disillusion, dissipating congregations of grey matter clustering my blustering reality.

My Interests

Writing, reading random pieces of laborious labors of love, searching for mother earth's labia, I think the next step will be to build mirroring mounds of earth and rooted uprising life, so when seen from far above you can find the epitaph of creation.

I'd like to meet:

People who make laughing their priority in life, especially when concerning very serious subjects, and anyone who invests themselves wholly into an action making the moment artistic.

Music:

Primus, The Kills, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Rage Against the Machine, Fugazi, Starlight Mints, Mclusky, B.R.M.C., Arcade Fire, Jimi Hendrix, The Doors, Pink Floyd, Nick Drake, Beck, Old tinny Bob Marley, Sounds from the Planets, Gregorian and Buddhist Chants, Eric Lundquist mixes.

Movies:

I Heart Huckabees, Sean of the Dead, What the Bleep Do We Know?, Yellow Submarine, Waking Life, Requium for a Dream, What Dreams May Come, FUBAR, Lord of the Rings, Star Wars, 2001: A Space Odyssey, Any and every Mel Brooks movie ever made.

Television:

Football, Go Seahawks!, Damnit Seahawks! Stephen Colbert, and Jon Stewart.

Books:

Rather authors: Nietzsche, James Joyce, Kahlil Gibran, Rumi, Jack Kerouack, Louis Ferlinghetti, and most Beats, Hilda Doolittle, Dr. Seuss, The Three Pillars of Zen, Carlos Castenada, Chuck Palahniuk.

Heroes:

Blue collar workers, teachers, and artists. MySpace Icons Icons Collage Photo Collage MySpace Graphics MySpace Editor

baby vs. king cobra
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TpfL5yhHBvc

The quintessential good vs. evil, and the naive lacking fear.

My Blog

Pity Pat (not light feet upon a pergo floor)

   The deepest muck drudging truth about sadness is that it can only show you what lays outside of yourself as an object to learn from and build positive notions upon, sadness can only lay i...
Posted by mr. on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 07:22:00 PST

Emotional umbrella

    You are a shadowin a world of rocksand perpetual sunshine. Insects seek your shadeand solace, a pillar for a pillowunder a downtown viaduct.An alleyway soffet for a s...
Posted by mr. on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 07:09:00 PST

Some new writing

   Ravenous!A wayward scavenger reeling from hunger.A raven wrought with the remorseof having joined in on the pecking and tearingof flesh from a twitching raccoon. ...
Posted by mr. on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 07:03:00 PST

A despondent woman, a surprise visit.

Come Again   Snaps and cracksbefore it shatters wherecarpet cushions with whumpingand ceramic shakes andkitch's inside the vac,humming and whiningwith shag strands wra...
Posted by mr. on Tue, 20 Mar 2007 05:02:00 PST

Dying Well

Glossy Eyed Glimpses    If you plan to die smoothly,asleep under your oldest sheetsafter a life of waterfall warmth,generating a line of last glimpsersrounding ou...
Posted by mr. on Fri, 09 Mar 2007 02:25:00 PST

A happy sadness.

A Spinning Tank at Arms     Three tanks at the bar.Iron clad clamor of glass and iceand teeth on rims from poor perception. Laughs from poor perception. Smiles when ...
Posted by mr. on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 04:51:00 PST

Latest Haiku

A winter night trainpushed out one note, an oboe'sdry reed being wet....
Posted by mr. on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 01:35:00 PST

Port and words.

5'Oclock in a cigar bar   They pour over their books.Glass after glass of rich red port.Cognoscente cogs creaking in worn wood chairs,glaring through the pipe and port haze.Pal...
Posted by mr. on Wed, 31 Jan 2007 11:46:00 PST

Differing opinions, Rash actions

Angry Toys    The fool stepped in front of me in mythree feet of space sparing no sense ofcommitment to my gibbon feet yieldingat least a foot a piece each placedrespectfully b...
Posted by mr. on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 10:27:00 PST

The irony of Seattle's Real Change Newspaper.

Real Change     Like a homeless cardboardsign holder on the cornerof an onramp tryin'to get in that laststicking pitch with a sappy smilebefore the green light l...
Posted by mr. on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 12:10:00 PST