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About Me

you are all I need
you are all I need
i'm in the middle of your picture
lying in the reeds

click the pic above to learn more. it opens in a new window. this issue can very well kill the internet as we know it now.
tied up in a bag
fighting like crabs
feet in cement
brains made of treacle
i move in slow drag
this way and that
wakey wakey
rise and shine
its on again off again on again
watch me fall like dominoes
in pretty patterns
raging egos
paranoia and
knives in the back
will not stop the rising tides
they are in themselves a form of poison
hanging in the atmosphere
i don't want to talk
i roll my red eyes back
closed and latched
still you watch
sweep from left to right
frame six hundred nine
it never lies,
like some electric eye
iodine night sky
straight to veins through eyes
iodine night sky
diagnose this time
sickness or a crime
profane something fine
so you define.
say it like you mean it boy
shut your mouth until you can
ten times
ten times fast
dye infection black
a note pinned on your back
so painfully exact.
iodine night sky
straight to veins through eyes
iodine night sky
diagnose this time
now pathologize
sickness or a crime
as you define
say it like you mean it boy
shut your mouth until you can
ten times
ten times fast
i can't feel
cause i'm numb
i cant feel
cause i'm numb
so whats the worth
in all of this
sing to me
so have we stumbled from grace
are we being punished for fate
my God is subtle and great
he cant be wounded
by the gossip and the hate of the frightened
who took their paths on the sand
fear that grips us all
gives us an awful sound
cant help anything but ourselves
bury your head in the sand
bury your head in the sand
bury your head in the sand
who are you to live in all these many forms? your death that captures all. you, too, are the source of all that's gonna be born.
your glory.
mercy.
peace.
truth.
you give calm a spirit,
understanding,
courage.
oh, my soul...
let me be in you now...
look out through my eyes...
look out at the things you've made...
all things shining.
i fear that i am
ordinary
just like everyone
to lie here and die among the sorrows
adrift among the days
for everything i ever said
and everything i've ever done is gone and dead
can't sleep
monster under the bed
6am wake up call
birds missing wings
flies that can't fly
insane but doing o.k. okay?
shut the door
close the blinds
watch for falling bombs
hold up under the covers
flower...
the pain will wash away...
away...
when the sun shines
climbs through your window into your bed
flower chase the sunshine
you are not the one who let me down
but thanks for offering
it is not a voice and i am not around
but thanks for picking it...
i've wasted all my years
i've been chasing all my fears
for another brighter than you
i gave in long ago to make it to the show...
but it's not easy when you're alone
if i should never find you in this life...
let me feel the lack.
one glance from your eyes...
and my life will be yours.
words can't define what I feel inside
who needs them?
caught with this virus of my mind
i give in to my disease
of my needs
to my disease
of my needs
do i blame
all my pain
on the wickedness
i have arranged?
if i do
bring it down
repeat these words
after me
in all honesty
nothing can be free
what is this great evil?
how did it steal into the world?
from what seed, what root did it spring?
who's doing this?
who's killing us?
robbing us of light and life.
mocking us with the sight of what we might have known.
no more promise no more sorrow
no longer will i follow
can anybody hear me
i just want to be me
when i can
i will
try to understand
that when i can
i will
and she was my lover so sweet
and she was my angel
and what i've recovered of me
i put into a box underneath my bed
when was the last time you kissed someone
and meant it
when was the last time you held someone
and meant it
when was the last time you said i love you
and meant it
when was the last time you cried to someone
and meant it
when was the last time you were honest with yourself
and meant it?
the internet is a bad place
it allows for too many masks
people revel too much about themselves
and then
when you talk to them in "real life"
they're not the same person
man is least himself when he talks in his own person
give him a mask and he'll tell you the truth
once, some one who had terribly loved him had written to him a mad letter, ending with these idolatrous words: "the world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. the curves of your lips rewrite history." the phrases came back to his memory, and he repeated them over and over to himself. ..br / it's funny how beautiful people are when they're walking out the door.
it's not what you say...
it's not how you say it...
it's what you don't say...
little white lies...
that people tell when trying to protect someone...
it's those lies that hurt the worst...

when you look in the mirror what do you see?
yourself?
a representation of yourself?
does it really matter?
everyday you get older
more lines
more grey
every minute you're alive
you're closer to death
better learn to get over it.
is it everything you wanted?
everything you thought it could be?
the world sparkles around you
the air is full of life
you can smell just how perfect it is
children playing
parents laughing
no one will ever notice when the first bomb is dropped.
the most essential thing in life is to establish a heartfelt communication with others.
if you don't ask me out to dinner i don't eat.
it's so beautiful up here, i didn't ever want to land.
no use going in this direction.
this is not a safe place.
severe limitation.
unsafe.
24 hour armed patrol.
haunted attic.
what might have been.
the easiest way to sleep at night is to carry on believing that i don't exist.
what will we mean?
nothing.
antidotes for loneliness in a goldfish bowl be easy to get to.
appear assured at all times.
see no-one as a rival.
compliment those who deserve it.
cooperate.
give yourself to someone each day.
develope that occupies your hands as well as your head.
make a point with being happy with people.
never cry over spilt milk.
what's done is done.
time heals but i'm forever broken
by and by the way...
have you ever heard the words
i'm singing in these songs?
it's for the girl i've loved all along
can a taste of love be so wrong?
AIM=mikaelfritts

My Interests



i am not a ricer. if you want to know what a ricer is, than click this link . i build my car to handle on a track, not to street race some idiots. everything i have done to my car, i have done myself (or with help from people that are smarter than me). no i will not street race you. no i will not add a big ass wing on my car. no i will not burnout for you.

i race and i take it seriously... just like you take your work serious.

so everyone please stop thinking that all of us are really into this because we watched the fast and the furious way too much. i have been at this for years, and i'll keep doing it until i die.

-- you should click the links below --

cost of war

the daily nice

iraq occupation watch

10x10

corporate watch

make trade fair

CorpWatch

amnesty international

make poverty history

the american empire project

justice not vengance

I'd like to meet:

someone who can actually have and hold a conversation
someone that makes me feel 12 again
NOT your band
parliament lights
beer
music
film
theatre

"but then they danced down the streets like dingledodies, and i shambled after as i've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'"

Music:



this is how it should be done

Movies:

i was a film major so this question could take years to answer. enjoy another definiton.

mov·ie
pronunciation key (moovee)
noun.

1. a. A sequence of photographs projected onto a screen with sufficient rapidity as to create the illusion of motion and continuity.

b. A connected cinematic narrative represented in this form.

2. A showing of a movie. Often used in the plural: During the movie, the person in front of me kept talking. Would you like to go to the movies tonight?

3. movies The movie industry.

[Shortening and alteration of moving picture.]

Television:


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Books:

currently reading:
The Essence of Chaos - Edwaed Lornez
it's about Chaos Theory

oscar wilde
ts elliot
david sedaris
friedrich nietzsche
hermann hesse
joseph campbell
dante alighieri
william blake
friedrich dürrenmatt
gao xingjian
hans christian andersen

Heroes:

(We Could Be) - David Bowie

My Blog

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who in NYC?

lives at the intersection of Bedford Ave & Linden Blvd???id yourself!!!
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that sanitizer is not your friend - 10.04 - 22-01-07

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Posted by no data on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 07:18:00 PST

all the sheep spout drivel - 10.08 - 18-12-06

i like hipster charity events. there are maybe a dozen people in the room that actually care about said charity. most of it is an excuse to be cool and to be seen (scene?). the older i get, the more j...
Posted by no data on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 07:09:00 PST

tardis - 05.28 - 18-12-06

4am irrational thought(s) blue teevee no need to be freighted no monsters outside monsters inside under the fridge   clickty clackity   central heat is spot on but a bit too hot not bothered...
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2HB - 05.47 - 19.11.06

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Posted by no data on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 03:03:00 PST

simple = greatness - 19.19 - 28.09.06

some people think that music needs to be this huge arrangement involving 5 thousand tracks and overlays and punch-in's, etc... etc.. dot dot dot it doesn't. sometimes the most simple setup will provid...
Posted by no data on Fri, 29 Sep 2006 04:25:00 PST

mixing and mastering - 15.07 - 27.09.06

so mixing 32 tracks (don't ask how they multiplied Bibis) down is proving to be interesting, to say the least. who would have guessed that just one acoustic guitar and one voice could fill out into so...
Posted by no data on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 12:21:00 PST

and i dream - 23.34 - 31.08.06

as bad as it sounds it's all about ways closing one opening another   what are these doors are they and insight -to our mind- or are they just ways   paths we must take through life one coul...
Posted by no data on Fri, 01 Sep 2006 07:31:00 PST

view of centralia 16.12 - 19.07.06

man. researching this documentary has just blown me away. as i get deeper and deeper into the story, the dirty truth comes out. what made these people go mad? lies. lies from everywhere.it takes a lot...
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