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Dante

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About Me


TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey

Name: Dante
Birthday: right after Christmas *bleh*
Birthplace: MN
Current Location: CO
Eye Color: Hazel
Hair Color: Brown
Height: 187 cm
Right Handed or Left Handed: Right
Your Heritage: Franco-Germanic-Irish
The Shoes You Wore Today: trainers
Your Weakness: Beer
Your Fears: Love
Your Perfect Pizza: Good Bread, good sauce, real cheese and lotsa meat
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: get back into Grad school
Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: *deep bow*
Thoughts First Waking Up: ergh...time?
Your Best Physical Feature: face
Your Bedtime: when I'm sleepy
Your Most Missed Memory: on the piss...
Pepsi or Coke: Coffee
MacDonalds or Burger King: Subway
Single or Group Dates: Single...group dates are for cowards
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Gevalia Tea
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate
Cappuccino or Coffee: Coffee
Do you Smoke: when someone offers one
Do you Swear: <---sailor--->
Do you Sing: suuuuure
Do you Shower Daily: no
Have you Been in Love: currantly
Do you want to go to College: again? *sigh*
Do you want to get Married: as soon as they change the laws
Do you belive in yourself: no, I'm just a Myth
Do you get Motion Sickness: no
Do you think you are Attractive: sure but I'm no Adonis
Are you a Health Freak: define "freak"? guess that means yes, lol
Do you get along with your Parents: Dad's dead, Mom's awesome
Do you like Thunderstorms: yes
Do you play an Instrument: Doumbek drums & didgeridoo
In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: yes
In the past month have you Smoked: no
In the past month have you been on Drugs: no
In the past month have you gone on a Date: yes
In the past month have you gone to a Mall: no
In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: no
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: yes
In the past month have you been on Stage: no and thats a good thing
In the past month have you been Dumped: no, but it has happened twice
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: sadly no
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no
Ever been Drunk: na ja, Grad Student....helloooooo
Ever been called a Tease: no, I put out like the manwhore I am
Ever been Beaten up: Does bootcamp count?
Ever Shoplifted: *cough*
How do you want to Die: burned alive slowly, perferably for true love or somesuch
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: a real boy
What country would you most like to Visit: Japan
In a Boy/Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: Blue/Green
Favourite Hair Color: Tawny Brown / Sandy blonde
Short or Long Hair: Loooong
Height: tall (5'6" - 6'1")
Weight: under 145
Best Clothing Style: dark/goth/leather/boots/yum
Number of Drugs I have taken: 0 zed zero nadda nil
Number of CDs I own: fuck, hundreds....maybe a thousand
Number of Piercings: none
Number of Tattoos: none...I dont love any one symbol enough to keep that long
Number of things in my Past I Regret: filling this form out is gotta be on the list...*grin*

To laugh often and much; to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Welcome to my little spot on the web! It's no more than a sneeze in the vastness of myspace, but like any good sneeze, I hope it leaves you feeling . . . stimulated. For 7 years I have co-directed a unique costume design company with the Wiff â„¢ that allows me to recreate clothing designs lost to history. I've been at it since 2001 and thoroughly enjoy our eclectic and often outrageous clientele. If you are in theatre, doing a play, enjoy re-enactment, love fantasy, feel dramatic, or just want something unique for an evening out, talk to me!

So I'm sitting down on a stump in a moonlit forest with hundreds of people all drinking and laughing. In spite of the festive atmosphere, my mind is fixed upon a nearby troupe of minstrels playing ancient tunes beside a raging bonfire. The flickering fire draws my eyes trancelike and the minstrels olde tune blends with an achingly deep drum jam in the distance. A giggle snaps me out of my reverie and I look up to see a group of girls in a ring next to me. One of the lasses is eying me with something promising...I smile at her and taking a swig of ale, I rise to say hello...
enjoy life!

/Dante

Meet me and my two brothers . . .

Price . . . . . . . . . . . . Me . . . . . . . . . . . . . Preston


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The Wife John McCain Callously Left Behind

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1024927/The-wife-J ohn-McCain-callously-left-behind.html

A deceitful playboy at heart, McCain returned from confinement to 'play the field' once again. Even though he left behind his critically injured wife Carol and three children. According to family friend Ross Perot, "After he came home, Carol walked with a limp. So he threw her over for a poster girl with big money from Arizona."

"Who ever created this planet and this species is presenting the human race with a profound challenge: either evolve or perish, either grow up or die. I don't believe the universe will continue to underwrite the antics of a spoiled child . . . "

My Interests



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Cliff diving, hookahs, dumbek jams, smooth skin, coffee, Bellydancers, SCA, good chats, Burning Man, blood-boiling kick-ass music, Pennsic, being Pygmalion one more time, the ocean, fire poi, rock climbing, magick, hiking, dancing, skiing, Estrella War, boating, archery, learning everything, anthropology, Irish stew, the peace of Buddhism, paying Karma, growing plants, playing sports, languages, Yoga, natural beauty, possibly you.

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The Twilight Quiz


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A cowboy walks up to a bar and two steps in; he realizes it's a gay bar.

What the heck," he says to himself, "I really want a drink."

When the gay waiter approaches, he says to the cowboy, "What's the name of your willy?"

The cowboy says, "Look, I'm not into any of that. All I want is a drink."

The gay waiter says, "I'm sorry but I can't serve you until you tell me the name of your Willy. Mine for instance is called NIKE, for the slogan 'Just Do It.'

That guy down at the end of the bar calls his SNICKERS, because 'It really satisfies.'

The cowboy looks dumbfounded, so the bartender tells him he will give him a second to think it over.

So the cowboy asks the man sitting to his left who is sipping on a beer, "Hey bud, what's the name of yours?"

The man looks back and Says with a smile, "TIMEX.."
The thirsty cowboy asks, "Why Timex?"
The fella proudly replies, " 'Cause it takes a lickin' and keeps on tickin!"

A little shaken, the cowboy turns to two fella's on his right, who happen to be sharing a fruity Margarita and says, "So, what do you guys call yours?"
The first man turns to him and proudly exclaims, "FORD, because 'Quality is Job One'." Then he adds, "Have you Driven a Ford lately?"
The guy next to him then says, "I call mine CHEVY.....Like a Rock!'" And gives a wink!

Even more shaken, the Cowboy has to think for a moment before he comes up with a name for his manhood...

Finally, he turns to the bartender and exclaims, "The name of my willy is SECRET. Now give me a beer."

The bartender begins to pour the cowboy a beer, but with a puzzled look asks, "Why Secret?"

The cowboy says, "Because it's' STRONG ENOUGH FOR A MAN, BUT MADE FOR A WOMAN!

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Three men are walking down the beach, an Irishman, a Sri Lankan, and an Englishman...The Sri Lankan sees a bottle and picks it up. He goes to wipe it off and out pops a Genie. The Genie looks at all 3 men and says "well, there are 3 of you, so I'll give you each one wish".

The Sri Lankan says "well, I am a farmer, and my sons are farmers. So I wish for the land of Sri Lanka to have good farming forever". The Genie says "done".

The Englishman pipes up and says "I want a wall built around England to protect it from it's enemies. Nothing in or out". The Genie says "Done".

The Irishman stands wih pause for a moment and says, "Tell me about this wall around England." The Genie replies "well, It's about 100 feet thick and 300 feet high" The Irishman Replies, "Good! Fill it with water".

This topic brings me to that worst outcrop of herd life, the military system, which I abhor... This plague-spot of civilization ought to be abolished with all possible speed. Heroism on command, senseless violence, and all the loathsome nonsense that goes by the name of patriotism -- how passionately I hate them! ~Albert Einstein

We must never forget that the record on which we judge these defendants today is the record on which history will judge us tomorrow. To pass these defendants a poisoned chalice is to put it to our lips as well. ~American Justice Robert Jackson at Nuremburg

Most people die with their music still locked up inside them... ~Benjamin Disraeli

Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V! ~V

O Lord our God, help us tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with their little children to wander unfriended the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst, sports of the sun flames of summer and the icy winds of winter, broken in spirit, worn with travail, imploring Thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it...
["The War Prayer"] ~Mark Twain

Few men have the virtue to withstand the highest bidder. ~George Washington

Every Man has his fault, and honesty is his. ~Macbeth

The Oracles are dumb. ~Milton

All the happiness in this world comes from thinking about others, and all the suffering comes from preoccupation with yourself. ~Shantideva

There should be less talk; a preaching point is not a meeting point. What do you do then? Take a broom and clean someone's house. That says enough. ~Mother Teresa

Virtue has never been as resectable in society as money. ~Mark Twain

Nothing worthwile is accomplished without great enthusiasm. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Nothing will come of nothing. ~King Lear

If ever thou shalt love,
In the sweet pangs of it remember me;
For such as I am all true lovers are;
Unstaid and skittish in all moments else
Save in the constant image of the creature
That is belov'd. ~Twelfth Night

Then to the nut-brown ale. ~Milton

With devotion's visage and pious action we do sugar o'er the devil himself. ~Hamlet

I go to meet my maker and pay him back in kind for all that he has done. ~V

I walk unseen
On the dry smooth-shaven green,
To behold the wandering moon,
Riding near her highest noon,
Like one who had been led astray
Through the Heav'n's wide pathless way,
And oft, as if her head she bow'd,
Stooping through a fleecy cloud. ~Milton

O Domine Deus! Speravi in te; O care mi Jesu! Nunc libera me. In dura catena, in misera poena, disidero te. Languendo, gemendo, et genuflectendo; adoro, imploro, ut liberes me! ~Mary Queen of Scots ere her execution

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I'd like to meet:


Anyone steady enough to enjoy a good chat about life's flotsam and jetsam. A solid group of guys to kick around the Rockies with.

I tend to get on with pagans, not because I am one, but with few exceptions, I find them to be outstanding people. Anyone who is truly open minded, willing to stretch, sick of contraints, rebellious, honorable, and inclined to bouts of alcohol-induced vomiting...

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Music:

In no good order:

The Categories: Historical Folk, Alternative Rock, Industrial, Tribal, Darkwave, Techno (not trance), Soundtracks, Classic Rock, New Age, and some Classical.

The Bands: Ennio Morricone, Death Cab for Cutie, Papa Roach, Razed in Black, Wolgemut, Cold War Kids, The Beta Band, Neuroticfish, Foo Fighters, Wolfshiem, Peter Frampton, Puddle of Mudd, Van Morrison, Sarah Brightman, The Cure, Gary Numan, Dead Can Dance, Three Guys and a Bunch of Drums, Madonna, Woldmother, Soundgarden, Coldplay, Queens of the Stone Age, Duran Duran, Rob Dougan, Muse, Combichrist, Loreena Mckennitt, Linkin Park, Tool, VNV Nation, Dire Straits, Alice in Chains, Rammstien, Nirvana, NIN, Ferry Corstern, Darude, The Beatles, Korn, Depeche Mode, Marilyn Manson, U2, Linkin Park, Queens of the Stone Age, Rob Zombie, Led Zepplin, Elton John, Bush, David Bowie, CCR, Bruce Springsteen and yes most of Ashkenazy's compositions, esp. Mozart's Requiem, Tchaichovsky, Beethoven's 5th, and finally Wagner's Der Ring Des Niebelungen

Movies:



Gotta stick to my top 10 here since there are too damn many to list:

Hero, The Crow, Dances with Wolves, Pirates of the Caribbean, V for Vendetta, The Matrix, Braveheart, The Princess Bride, Strange Brew, Batman Begins

Television:

Most Anime and Manga shows, Firefly (Go to Hell Rupert Murdoch!), Star Trek TNG, original Dukes of Hazaard (fuggin' hilarious to watch now), Kramer on Sienfeld (He's frightening yet I can't look away), Frasier, Voltron . . . yes . . . Voltron

Books:

The Expected One by Kathleen MacGowan, Ishmael and The Story of B by Daniel Quinn, Princes of Ireland by Edward Rutherfurd, The DaVinci Code by Dan Brown, everything by Marija Gimbutas, Power of Myth by Joseph Campbell, Dreaming the Eagle by Manda Scott, Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev, I just picked up Anna Karinina by Tolstoy, and am still in the middle of the Passion of the Western Mind by Bill Tarnas (best book in my library IMHO), the rest of the list breaks down into numerous categories...books on Europe's pre-history through the present, books on pan-Indo-European religions, fantasy books from TSR, JRR Tolkien, T. Brooks, K. Kerr, R.A. Salvatore, R. Jordan, et al., fiction by Clancy, Sharon Kay Penman, language books on German, Latin, Gaelic, French, and a wide assortment of fictional classics like Scarlet Letter, Huck. Finn, Pride and Prejudice, &c., a host of classic Russian authors: Tolstoy, Dostoevsky, Turgenev, et al., and the great works of empirical and rational theory from St. Thomas Aquinas through Berkeley, Hume, Kant, Marx, Engels and Nitzsche, and contemporary anthropology, socialology, humanities, ugh....is there any human soul bored enough to read this far?...I am truly sorry if you did and will atone for this social crime by immediately ending here...

*Deeeeeeeeeeep Breath*

Heroes:

My heroes are simple:

Anyone who has travelled the darkest dregs of hell, who has truly known spirit rending pain and in spite of the agony and apathy, rose above their inner darkness enough to heal themselves and then help another...

My Blog

Redonkulously serious . . .

PIE! That is all *deep bow*/The Mad Poet ...
Posted by Dante on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 05:38:00 PST

Winds of Want

Sunwind whirls, caressing streams;dancing in a careless rhapsody.Softwind moans a cry of desire, tempting the Storms of Fate.Fatewind slips, sifting, shiftinginto the maelstrom, the miasma.Deathwind w...
Posted by Dante on Sun, 05 Oct 2008 09:23:00 PST

Requiem Amoris

I don't claim any talent in this poem, but it was written at a low point. Cliched as that may be it remains salient in my life. I can't say I'm proud of it, but rather I feel an affinity to ...
Posted by Dante on Sat, 26 Jul 2008 12:39:00 PST

Fluttering flight . . .

There she stood, laughing nervously in the middle of the street. Sunlight bathed the road and glinted dully off the row of tan and gray helmets arranged before her. Being autistic, she did n...
Posted by Dante on Tue, 03 Jun 2008 01:08:00 PST

Raven Oer Fields

I am the Raven fierce in his warning cry. Hear my words now . . .   I am the Bear exultant in her new hunting ground. We are a proud people . . . I am the Beaver strenuous in ...
Posted by Dante on Sun, 01 Jun 2008 12:42:00 PST

This House of Glass

This one’s for a friend of mine who needs to forget his pride and remember the rules of love . . .Within this house is Light.A cascade unstained by youand your hate. Your weaknessis meaningless ...
Posted by Dante on Sat, 29 Mar 2008 11:35:00 PST

I am here because of Ashley . . .

I woke up today to the early morning sound of the telephone. As usual I did not get up fast enough to answer it, but in making my way downstairs into my sunlit den I felt clearheaded enough to catch a...
Posted by Dante on Wed, 19 Mar 2008 12:36:00 PST

This Year I Will Lose Weight

I got this off of dailykos.com and I want to share it with you all. This is utterly me...I hope you enjoy it... This Year I Will Lose Weight by Devilstower Sun Jan 06, 2008 at 01:23:16 PM PST This...
Posted by Dante on Mon, 07 Jan 2008 06:40:00 PST

Perspective on Halloween...

Perspective...Is it OK for a 16 year old girl to dress up slutty on Halloween? Is it acceptable for men and women to loose all sense of themselves and throw responsibility into the fire? Is it sociall...
Posted by Dante on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 11:32:00 PST

Sanctum

I know a woman. She is mercilessly depressed. She starts each day the same, drives the same roads, works the same job, listens to the same music, even walks on the same side of the aisle. She is brigh...
Posted by Dante on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 10:57:00 PST