About Me
hey hey!have got somethin really special for you all. in honor of the first anniversary of one scared step in the amazing journey that is, AFI, i've created a new myspace page.It is for very serious, AFI lovers, to submit their writings, poetry / verse, and lyrics of their own original songs,or any other literature, which they have authored as tributes to AFI, or accounts of the impact that the music and magic that is AFI have made in their lives.all contributions are appreciated and will be read, so feel free no matter wot ur writing skill level, it's passion that counts. please submit as direct messages, not html comments, and they will all be read and acknowledged, sorted and posted as blogs on a regular basis.this page will only run for a limited period after which the best of these will form a compilation , which will be published as part of a book, dedicated to the mastery, and splendour of the AFI evolution and the fans that made it possible, you! --and will be distributed through the DF, (authorisation stil being finalised).please donot send other stuff, like band trivia, or ur sexual fantasies, because i sed this is serious!, n there are lots of other forums, in which u can engage in such activities. also, if u do so, i will delete ur skanky self!anyway, look forward to receiving the dramas, despair and desperation of ur devotions. pls specify if u wud like to receive a comment about ur work in ur message.thank you all. much love, smile through the emptiness. M-iseryi wonder now, how four boys in a continent far removed from the desolation of my domain, but a landscape of despair not dissimarlar, could speak so clearly, the pain inside of me, could bring to life the disparate, unmistakable voice of my own screams. could pay the price, pave the way with lines of fire, and conquer with magnificent splendour, fighting my battles, from which the cowardice that is me, dispurses irrationally, continually.stil-- internally married to eternally. ignoring futility, of this filghtless folly, screaming to escape, what's already, a part of me.the hidden gene of our mutual melancholy!hi there! my, myspace is for people who are blindly devoted to the dark miracle that is AFI. and i mean absolutely blindly, to the point of willing martyrdom, hehe, actually, i dont think anyone's blood lettings ever solved anything (so relax, no lurking cult mass suicides expected on this page), but figuratively, and if it would solve anything, i would without a thought...anyway that bit of scary trivia aside, i would like to converse with mature,( (pls kno little girls sayin, 'i want to kiss jade, he's soooo cute!!!, haha!) keep those sick littel fantasies to urselves honies, , altho i must say i hav absolutely nothing against such young angst bearers, (they're just testimony to the growing scourge, of blameless, hopeless children.___) And share especially writing, songs, verse, stories, french tales n pig tails loosely centred around the blackmagic of afi, n more particularly, personal tales of despair, desolation, misery and isolation. hehe, sounds like i hav quite a taste for the morbid,--actually i just have an acknowledgement of reality - as it is and if that's synonymous with morbid, wel i didnt make it... and i'm not tryin to make sense of it..just tryin to wait it thru, and desperately fighting to keep the inner sight that lets us differentiate between us and the sightless, heedless, malignance that is most of humanity.more personally.... there is nothing to say, there is nothing left to hear. there is no form to describe, their is no norm to uphold, there are no values, i have no value. there are no pictures, i've lost all sight. there are no hopes, no holds, nothing to hold on to.there is no life of which to speak, just deaths that no one wants to hear. if there was a soul, i'd let u see. if there was something saved from the cold, i'd let u touch.but i cant be seen, nor touched, nor heard. i cant b hurt, or broken or killed.already dead, already ash, drowned in dark seas of feeling, safe from everything but feeling!what u can expect-- lots of writing, verse and songwriting and if u think its sick, and i need help, please go to some other mindless space! but if u dont and can relate we'l hav gr8 fun! (i lie--), so click add, i wont make u smile, mayb i'l make u sad, but isn't sad seeing, so much better than just lifeless being?since i cudnt say it beta--'i'l take ur ideas and ur values i'l make u turn them all around, i'l break ur individuality, i'l take u down!'
