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Le Ciel

VIVA LA PENQUIN RESISTANCE

About Me

There are those who know me, and those who think they know me... I laugh at them both.

My Interests

To find the Secret Garden

I'd like to meet:

The Leader of the Penquins, so I could end this once and for all! And the Wachoski Brothers, so they could answer all my damn question's once and for all!

Music:

The Universal Language

Movies:

Free your mind man!

Television:

Reality T.V. give's reality a bad name!

Books:

Rarely met one that I didn't like.

Heroes:

The Wachowski Brothers, Micheal Moore, Conan O'Brien, Optimus Prime, Fat Mike, Batman, Hayao Miyazaki, Pierre Trudeau, Mike Myers, Strongbad, The Toronto Maple Leafs, Dana Carvey, Ian Bainks

My Blog

August 8th

August 8th is the official "anti penguin resistence awarness day" What do you know about penguins? The evil penguins and their empire can be found in every facit of our civilization. The organizat...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

More Brain Dumping

One moment, dont slip, dont choke... and as he fell the world flashed, his eyes glazed, his brain slowed.  It was to be, in this night and every half second that passed was eternity in time n...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Brain Dump

Tra la le tra la lo .... and so on, so he said, or was it a she... who can tell these days, who really cares? "I care!" shouts a voice some where far off in the distance. People start laughing, thei...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Specter

Specter: A specter is an imprint of one who once lived.They are pale- near transparent- beings whowander the earth. Your head is often in theclouds. You daydream and try to escape so muchthat your b...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Amoungst the Singing Flowers

Once I slept.  And in my sleep, I dreamed.  And in that dream I went to a beautiful place.  And there, existed strange and majestic creatures.  And in their existence, dawned a shi...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Nothing

     What can I say, but nothing more then this.  To wish, to hope, for an unknown promise, something we could see with our own eyes only if we looked.  To look for a realization of something bigger, ...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Music on a Crowded Street

     Sometimes I can hear the music play, somewhere in the background it's soft tune flows through the air.  Is it in my head only?  No one on this crowded street seems t...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Tribute to the Sun

     Glimmering down from high above a large light ray emanates from the golden sphere that dangles in the sky.  He seems so alone up there, hanging by him self in the vast em...
Posted by Le Ciel on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST