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The Beast

I am here for Dating, Serious Relationships, Friends and Networking

About Me

I eat little children! Oh shit, I write poetry too! Watch out, it's one of those damn intellectuals doing that "thinking" thingy again! Cheese is the supreme substance, and like cheese, I am your GOD! I proclaim a general state of confusion, apathy, and illogical nonsense for all parts of the universe! The exclamation mark is my sceptre and from my throne of disillusionment I will rain suffering down upon all who cross me when I haven't eaten for a while!

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Any and all persons whose clothes don't match, who use more than the fashion part of their brain, who question the nature of suffering, who love cheese and the indecipherable subtleties of the Marquise de Sade's work!

My Blog

beware child!

Beware child! Of  the monster time The bogeyman Beware child! One day you will know yourself And where your fingers clutch The universe will bend itself to your will Beware! For you will find tha...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:55:00 GMT

guilty! all of you! i mean...us...

Morons! I'll dig their eyeballs from their sockets with a rusty spoon! But I must confess, I'm human, too. My eyeballs! Plastic will do fine, one mustn't be picky with these things. Here! A spork! I'l...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:50:00 GMT

i must confess...

I must confess I've killed people People I didn't hate I must confess I've killed people In hatred I must confess I smoke too much I hate myself I enjoy hurting myself Too much, it's unhealthy I must ...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:49:00 GMT

it's only natural

It's so natural; all things tend towards destruction. The dog thrashes in its cage, cuts itself on the bars, Hurls its body into greater pain, blind, blind of purpose. Seeking, finding only more suffe...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:48:00 GMT

time slot

On the analogy of life as a TV show A time slot which expires And people's constant need for approval What a show it would be that didn't care for ratings What a life! But always it must be lived Kno...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:47:00 GMT

on life

I once glimpsed a beautiful woman from a hidden spot Of a frail frame, and a reserved and gentle touch Of a soft and supple nature Bathing naked in a stream   Inflamed by passion, I stepped forwa...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:46:00 GMT

urban mystic

I was raised in a concrete jungle Where steel beasts prowled asphalt trails And the trees all grew at ninety-degree angles In a forest where the night was never dark In canyons with walls of glass I s...
Posted by on Thu, 23 Feb 2006 10:40:00 GMT