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About Me

There is a garden nearby, it houses beauty though admissions must be paid. -
"Passion: those who have it drown in it. Those who do not, drown those who do with their desire for it. But isn't that overwhelming desire the very nature of passion. And so passion becomes just a descriptor for the inconsistency of human hearts." - blah
Let's go said he, Not too far said she, What's too far said he, Where you are said she. - e. e. cummings
"There is a lady, whose name is Afterwards. She is sitting beside young death, is slender; likes flowers." - e. e. cummings
"He’s working class and he likes art. As if he were a monkey who’d just strolled out of the rain forest and asked for a gin and tonic." - Notes on a Scandal
"She feeds the birds at night, but let's the cats out in the morning. Her patterns thus augmented by a cupboard full of taurine." - blah
"For my next witness, I call the vulgarity of Bukowski, chilled over Cummings' cold disposal of logic." - blah
"I've felt the velvet caress of James Joyce's genetic tendrils. Well, at least his great great granddaughter's." - blah
"Diplomacy can sometimes be more comfortable than claiming the last chair in a crowded room. Not to remark on your selection of chairs." -blah

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Those who refuse to live in apathy.

My Blog

i think i think, therefore i think i think i am

cogito cogito ergo sum, that's what we're all taught to presume. but some people take no thinkin' time, that's why i took the time to write this rhyme. that's why i try not to assume. i don't know cog...
Posted by on Wed, 29 Oct 2008 22:55:00 GMT

I am definitely you.

I hate your terms. I hate terms that reflect my own desires. I hate terms because my generation is reduced to terminology. I hate because I hate myself it's the nature of my generation. I hate terms ...
Posted by on Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:37:00 GMT

Wake Up

"We've got to regain knowledge again, and we've got to regain an understanding again, of who we are. Not just those chosen to fuel systems, but individuals who have the power to criticize and analyze,...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 09:06:00 GMT

arrivals.departures

   life is a series of conversations. arrivals and departures. a patchwork quilt of overlapping fibers.the intersections are the interactions.the spaces in between are. . .periods. . .&...
Posted by on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 13:07:00 GMT

::fictive::

clearly this clearness this, quivering queerness is, lustfull but listless bliss, fistfull of fistedness. come on doll one more kiss. or are you done with trial run? are you done, playfighting?
Posted by on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 13:02:00 GMT

{observatives}

the flies are feeding. the flies are fucking. disgarded cigarettes provide hikable mountains. i am winged explorer. not by choice, by trade.
Posted by on Mon, 30 Apr 2007 00:54:00 GMT