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About Me

No no no... what about you?AIM Screen Name: Sir Ben Kingsley MyGen Profile Generator

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Abstract thinkers. Those who enjoy people as much as they hate them. Musicians. Talented ones. Women who are aesthetically pleasing. The ones who can shoot the shit.

My Blog

Stay Carnal You Animal

ComatoseI proposedWake me upI don't knowWhat if youStir the beastDo awayPiece by pieceLose yourselfIn the gatheringWeathered feistLeft bloodyCozened eyesParalyzeInfernoLeft to writheI hope for youJoin...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jul 2007 23:09:00 GMT

<^>verisimilitude<^>

TruthReality; actuality.often Truth That which is considered to be the supreme reality and to have the ultimate meaning and value of existence.My Definition... I'll let you know when I find it."...yo...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Jun 2007 03:08:00 GMT

The Man Who Sold The World

So for those of you who have not heard... I will be moving to New York in about a month and a half. Long story short, I've known I've been leaving for some time now and I'm sorry for those of you who ...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 00:56:00 GMT

Well... then there's this.

So this is what went down...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Apr 2007 18:10:00 GMT

I find that I can see a light at the end down beneath my self-indulgent pitiful hole.

"It's calling me..."                      "Hello?" I called out to the man laying in the circular p...
Posted by on Thu, 15 Jun 2006 08:37:00 GMT

Zephyr

I wrote this from a better memory. "The embers still burn brightIlluminate all of the dark,Brings sightBack to the ones who love at night. We'll lay upon the groundTake our breaths and diveDeep downUn...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Jun 2006 06:08:00 GMT

Et in Arcadia ego.

Hum to the moan of the stricken,heeding to the call of perdition.Hurtling forth, a basic instinctGiven to those on the brinkOf identity crisis. Did I used to have a name?Or an epithet, used just the s...
Posted by on Sun, 07 May 2006 22:11:00 GMT

I just needed to write something.

My cup has gone empty The wine has gone dry There will be no celebration tonight The body is battered But the eye wanders on About some other place, some other fight A battle that seems can never be ...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 01:13:00 GMT

Something old, something new...

This about says how I feel... somewhat... Breeze still carries the soundMaybe I'll disappearTracks will fade in the snowYou won't find me hereIce is starting to formEnding what had begunI am locked in...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Mar 2006 11:58:00 GMT

Polished, shiny and new...

My dog is dead...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Dec 2005 03:36:00 GMT