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The CricketSoda Myspace Profile Editor(The "I am" poem)I am unique and I am me----------------------------------- I wonder what it's like walking by your side-------------- I hear whispers and buzzings------------------------------ I see the world as it is---------------------------------- I want to know everything--------------------------------- I am unique and I am me-----------------------------------I pretend I'm someone else-------------------------------- I feel desperate for answers------------------------------ I touch the earth and the sky----------------------------- I worry that when I die I would have wished to live------- I cry when we are born and when we die-------------------- I am unique and I am me-----------------------------------I understand science and phylosphy------------------------ I say we just don't know enaugh--------------------------- I dream of virtuous things-------------------------------- I try to overcome----------------------------------------- I hope to one day know enaugh----------------------------- I am unique and I am me-----------------------------------

My Interests

writing, filming, reading, photography, poetry, movies, music, laughing...

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There is nothing ugly; I have never seen anything ugly in my life: for let the form of an object be what it may, -- light, shade, shape, feature, and prospective will always make it beautifulBeauty is an experience, nothing else. It is not a fixed pattern or an arrangement of features. It is something felt, a glow or a communicated sense of fineness. What ails us is that our sense of beauty is so bruised and blunted, we miss all the best...

My Blog

The Heartless Swan

She is a swan and she makes much of her wings she roams about in weightlessness she belongs to the earth Though the brightness in her face holds no illumination her heart is slow it does not wither it...
Posted by Merivel on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 06:04:00 PST

Remember You

With the white light of the moon and the warm sands upon my face I remembered you I remember the essence of your presence the chilling of your stare the light darkness of your skin true child of ...
Posted by Merivel on Wed, 21 Jun 2006 07:01:00 PST

The Red Sun

Sometimes the sun comes through red pearcing through the cracks and holes This always tells me it's evening almost till noon It's brightness seems as poetry phrasing our wretched cruelty red as in fur...
Posted by Merivel on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 08:32:00 PST

The Dreaming

-who are you? >you have forgotten who you are and we have come to take you out of your world. You have succumbed into this world long enaugh, you are lost now. -i don't understand >of course you would...
Posted by Merivel on Fri, 07 Apr 2006 03:40:00 PST