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About Me

I wish that I always knew what everyone always wants to know. How shall we answer? I wish that everything I said always mattered. I like choices even if I always choose the same. I relish the choice between giving or holding back.
These spaces serve little purpose other than to keep the page from remaining blank, or to portray us as we would like to be seen. We are not always who we are. Who are you? I have asked myself many questions. I am still waiting for the answer.
I hate to see the day end, but I love the sunset. I have stared into the night sky many times, and probably on a subconscious level made a wish each time. There is some small comfort in believing in things until you are convinced the reality you have created is true. What do you believe?
Shouldn't you be checking my friends list by now to see if we have mutual friends? Seriously though, we all may have more in common with one another than we will ever realize.
John Coltrane-Interview 1960/Darjee Edit

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Sinners who still believe in saints and saints who still remember when they were sinners. Mimes who cannot shut up and manic street people who have already said it all but are not quite ready to say it all again. And that one stranger that exists in every town that always has a smile for everyone. You know... that one person that everyone else thinks is crazy.

My Blog

The Wisdom of Thoreau

Success usually comes to those who are too busy to be looking for it. - Henry David ThoreauRather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. - Henry David ThoreauI heartily accept the motto,"Th...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 15:43:00 GMT

545 People

545 People by Charlie ReesePoliticians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them. Have you ever wondered why, if both the Democrats and the Republicans are ag...
Posted by on Thu, 29 May 2008 18:36:00 GMT

Each One Sadly Beautiful

Each One Sadly BeautifulWaiting...bus stop is crowdedunsmiling faces,unidentifiable faces,each one emotionlessbut for the scowling.Watching...last bus is arrivingspitting out people,swallowing up peop...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 22:52:00 GMT

Shes Always Saying

She's Always SayingShe's always sayingone day she will change,scratching at her armsand looking away from himas she speaks.He knows she means tocome around eventuallyto ask forgiveness,but he despises...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 22:11:00 GMT