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About Me

i follow popeye when i say "i am who i am". i work and i work hard. i wish to go to culinary school and become a pastrie chef. to re-invent egg nog. i love music i listen to all kinds mostly older punk. i've heard that the genre i listen to is working class punk. i use it for insperation when drawing, painting, writing, riding, rockin out, and desinging. i want a tattoo machine, to learn and become a well respected tattoo artist.i want to open a coffee/bakery/tattoo shop. i have lived all over. with the fam and on my own. i love new places and people. i love to snowboard. i love going to shows, i love to mosh i love to paint especially with my other mate brad. i like to draw but i currently am drawing tattoos. i love to go camping and hiking. i hate the system but have learned to cope with it. i hate unjust authority/rules/laws and will fight them and for any one being punished by them. i have a huge heart i like to help people when i can. i believe in god jesus karma and the cosmo's. i really like the buddhist way of life. i am also a bit of an anarchist, but mostly utopian anarchy. old school the original, jossiah warren style individualist anarchy. I edited my profile with Thomas Myspace Editor V4.4 (www.strikefile.com/myspace)

My Interests

Drawing Painting Music Writing Tattooing

Music:

i listen to it all. something with a good beat that grabs you by the balls you know.

Movies:

i love horror/gore. edgey films, independent, stuff that makes you think.
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Television:

Not as much as i used to. i mostly watch movies n stuff. Futurama is baller, Winnie the Pooh rocks my world

Books:

Edgar Allen Poe, Dr. jekle and Mr. hyde, Grimmes fairy tales, Crime and punishment, the Black flag of anarchy, 33 strategies of war, pi the mysterious number

Heroes:

Josiah Warren, God, my mother

My Blog

where i rise

i question myself all the time never know if i choose the right rhyme cant hide my smile only mask it numb myself from a happiness packet the expressions i choose to show are few and far between who k...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 12:01:00 PST

holding hands in a cemetary

dreary eyes cross the molted path with all to much effort to keep open seeing a blurry vision of the effects they cause the things they move and affected by them swimming and swallowing this salty mal...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Fri, 16 May 2008 09:46:00 PST

Contrite Riot

never really could explain what happens to this world only the sinus pressure it causes inside a collagen dome reasons for an excuse that makes no sence why some leave and others bare on i have no res...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 11:49:00 PST

make it a big one

thats a nice inside you got there can you hold onto it, throughout the buttery grasp better of flirting with the lines we’d pretend to cross finding a vision in an unwanted submersion all t...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 10:03:00 PST

Alum

touched like the skin of a snake to the ground everything so brilliant, so emphasised as my shell sheds a rough surface i seek since my familiar touch has grown distant i barely feel it any more the t...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Sun, 09 Mar 2008 03:31:00 PST

assassination

these chronicals of quasi attitude so bleek and merciful undone by the earth just before evaporation an arrest of the movement that dries the soil never tangable always slipping through mesh what it i...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 11:53:00 PST

vigilant traveler

i am triumphant between here and there if only i could get past all this despair happy in only those i am bound to chase this short life i walk with such a fast pace enjoy this time my glorious friend...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Thu, 28 Feb 2008 09:19:00 PST

terrible twos

i fell into this lullaby of careless dreams walked into the dark and found only screams mislead by my own degree no shelter no apathy hide in the cracks, the folds in the sheets in awe by the stronger...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 11:53:00 PST

snowflake bits

the tempting tempted temptors steal my heart then run with scissors making everthing else seem mundane to walk this earth like God did Kane give it back or give me yours we'll need them to visit ...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 01:34:00 PST

Dying for a car crash of insides

these blistful blistering hours that are so mundane you carry on with you endless sleep letting the secrets of time slip through your vision what amazing sights and do you choose to imagine rather th...
Posted by Ride Johnny Ride on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 02:40:00 PST