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About Me

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There is method to the maddness
An inborn sense of truth
I've dabbled in it once before
In long gone days of youth
For what you see as ignorance
Is clearly far from true
For common thought I've given up
Though it makes no sense to you
I'm really not a simpleton
With random words of rhyme
The things I write and expound upon
I've gathered over time
I am not evil nor am I mad
As surely some might think
But I test the waters in which I live
So clearly I'm no saint
I've said before in work I've done
And still it bears repeating
Student of all and master of none
Though it sets my heart to bleeding
For a dreamer am I, And an artist I am
Knowing my dreams can not be beaten
Nor conformed to this world, to the opinion of man
For which there seems no reason
-Voice of Reason
I've seen many
works of art
that are perfect.
But not a single
perfect work of art.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

The colorful, creative, and candlelit souls
Whose essence is carried each way the wind blows
The solid, the sullen, the shackled and free
The saints and the sinners who just want to be
The cool and collected, the calm and polite
The ranting and raving with passion outright
The beaten, the broken, the bruised, and belayed
The ever outspoken, the costly arrayed
The mundane, the insane, the lovers of art
The beautifuly morbid with darkness at heart
The pretty, the petty, the pimps, and the prudes
The willing, the ready, the lonely confused
The skaters, the rappers, the gamers, and nerds
The writers, the readers, and those who love words
The winners, the losers, the preps, and the punks
The substance abusers, those down on their luck
Come one come all and tell me your dreams
Your deep dark secrets, your plans, and your schemes

You can get the scoop on anything, but keep your own secrets locked in your heart.
Love change and you use it to your advantage, whether by choice or chance.
Don't dislike to compromise to the point of being self-destructive with your stubborness.
Live life with love, and your deep powers will open the world to you.

My Blog

Do you see what I see?

Eyes of fire were given meDesire was shown for what ought should bePassion's flame burn bright and freeIgnight the light, allot time to seeConsume all gates, mind, body, and soulSmelt the gold, ya mak...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Aug 2009 10:38:00 GMT

Sunrise

Sieze the dayDon't let it passYou never knowCould be your lastIt's ever trueBut do not fret There's naught to doMake peace with thatBut in this thoughThere's wisdom stillBe careful of how Your time yo...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 09:22:00 GMT

Daughters

The fire of life burns in those eyes and laughter fills her smilesAnd no one denies her spirit it flies upwards for miles and milesShe giggles at play and brightens my day as none have done beforeTher...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Jan 2009 08:29:00 GMT

Normal?

Majority establishes normalcyThe like mind the status quoThe minority isn't normal seeOnly 'cause most just don't think soThis one is too boldAnd that one ain't got my skinThe one absorbs it instantl...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Jun 2008 18:00:00 GMT

Masking tape

Blood!?.... Is that my blood? Amidst the confusion In the heat of the moment Between agony and ecstasy And the bittersweet torment Did I lose myself? No Not lost Loosed Chain just taut enoug...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 21:04:00 GMT

Pain

The misery the suffering The anguish and the woe This wretchedness it's maddening But I've no place to go I'm lost inside where I can hide And shut out all the pain I'll lose my mind if I can't fi...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 20:39:00 GMT

The Craftsman

The CraftsmanOnce a humble craftsman livedThat could the gold of ancients spinWho's skill alone did set apartThe work of gems poured from his heartWho once with local barmaid fairA special gift with h...
Posted by on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 14:01:00 GMT

The Apple Bitten

The Apple Bitten Freely flowing juicesCome from the apple eatenWith soft and luscious texturesOpened wide when bittenThe dark and sinful knowledgeGained by forbidden actLights the eye...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Mar 2007 07:54:00 GMT

Balance

The air was cold and still that night 'Twas filled with winters gloom I stopped and sat neath mirrored light That shone down from the moon To wile away the weary hours I up took pen in hand I forged...
Posted by on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 13:52:00 GMT

Passion

Your eyes they burn With pasions fire Inviting are your lips Your flawless skin Ignitites desire To taste you with a kiss To breathe you in Like sweet perfume To nuzzle at your breast To feel you t...
Posted by on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 20:24:00 GMT