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Jonathan

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About Me

Read my Blogs if you really want to know me. Make a comment, too. Otherwise... I'm 29 and I live in the Virgin Islands. I'm a Photographer, also I produce electronic music, and I'm my worst critic. If you would like to have a listen, I have a few unfinished tracks under Jonny U4ik in MyspaceMusic . I just returned home after working the wine harvest (or "Crush")for MoshinVinyards and winery in Sonoma CA. I'm a dreamer, and want to do everything that a dreamer would want to do. Go to the moon, live on mars, drink wine on the deck of a sailboat and watch the stars, be a marine-biologist, a rock star, moviestar, a dancer, painter, poet... etc.. etc.... It’s not an issue to jump off a bridge if all of my friends did, because I’d probably be the first one to jump. OK, so neither me or my friends are that crazy.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

<<Anyone that is honest- even if it hurts, fun-to the point of crazy, and likes to joke around. I like people that don't over do it or try to hard to make point, and people that aren't always trying to compete with one another. Friends can last forever. A cool looking smirker is always a +plus. Oh yeah, winkers, too ; )

My Blog

Sometimes...

Sometimes I miss myself.
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 10:49:00 GMT

Sometimes...

Sometimes I miss myself.
Posted by on Sun, 23 Mar 2008 10:50:00 GMT

All Time...

time. Without space. A hand to hold, of broken heart, I speak. But I speak without words, with shadows deep. They steal the voice from my lips, lips that tell old stories of THOSE times. T...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 20:28:00 GMT

would a day pass

Would a day pass,just one day,that my thoughts for you could escape.I wish.I can’t sit still,not now, not ever, not for now.Whatever. This can’t be finished.This is not the end, and I can ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

But really,

I wish I had something to say, but itll pass as it always passes, on and on,Silent. Sitting. Standing. Staring. Waiting. All we could ever want is what were willing,and time may bring us what we wan...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

Soft spoken

So I spoke and this has come, a new thing that approaches. It means something to me but maybe it means nothing, And though nothing is fine, until I know it seems everything. Circles circle always ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

I hear a million people

I hear a million people outside my window, But when I look out no ones there. I wish I could stand out in the middle of them, And not be seen like I cant see them.
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

Nothing said Something

Say Nothing What wasnt said, why, time? Always seems. And seem it said anyways with what ways we go. Im not saying what wasnt said is gone, but goes in ways I never wished. But a wis...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

Each taking shape...

Each taking its shape, let it be. Never stopping time, time is shifting and bending, watch it dancing. Never go against, be one and grow with its shape, bend into, dance, and let it lead. Dont ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT

TO THE PUB!!!

Shaved, dusted off the shoes, a cheezey snap and point to the mirror, a wink to chase it, and off to the car that started, even after sitting for a week while I was sick. No more suckled supressed, si...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 00:00:00 GMT