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'Der Mensch, die wohl geheimnisvollste Spezies unseres Planeten. Ein Mysterium offener Fragen. Wer sind wir? Woher kommen wir? Wohin gehen wir? Woher wissen wir, was wir zu wissen glauben? Wieso glauben wir überhaupt etwas?'Unzählige Fragen, die nach einer Antwort suchen, einer Antwort, die wieder eine neue Frage aufwerfen wird, und die nächste Antwort wieder die nächste Frage und so weiter und so weiter.'Doch ist es am Ende nicht immer wieder die gleiche Frage, und immer wieder die gleiche Antwort?'................................................... ...........................................................i am the sound that makes you want to punch babies!!! I am a tribal belly dancer and fire spinner, i am from Rochester NY and i spent some time in cali, and it is true what they say " you don't know what you have till it is gone" i am very open minded, unless your a arrogant, hipercrit fuck head then kindly go back to where the fuck u came from, i hate fake people and people that dont even know them selfs but yet have no problem juding others, so i spend most of my time throwing my self into to my art work,unfortaly most people are offended by my peaces, but what can you do my work isnt for every one, you can't physco analyze an artist. iv been told my hole life "im an acquired taste" haha ant that the truth, i love to dance i have been dancing for about 12 years now off and on, i stopped for 3 years because of injury and death, the Las of my soul mate,"i still dream of you" i have been the fire bug, the after noon special, as a good friend was said "it just like standing one the edge of half dead" just the way i like it, the only child i have or want is my black Pomeranian Dassa he is my baby and he is cooler then most people,and if you dont like him you can go fuck your self... i did the starbucks bitch thing for 3-4 years and met the greatest people, the only people that i trust with what is left of my soul, and they know who they are. it is because of them i have hope for any kind of humanity. like every one else i love music, from death metal, blk metal to EBM, industrial, old blues, music got me thru the hard times and reminds me of good time, and as i look more around i reassure my self that i hate most all people and the way they act, and most of the things they stand for, in the spring i will be going back to school to study religion, i am fascinated with all religions, but by no means do i agree or believe in any of it in fact i'm against most religions and the people are religious, but i'm all ways up for a debate, but i usually get the people that just want to argue with me and then get pissed cause i know more about there religion then they do, but lucky for me i have the bestest friends ever that excepet me for every thing that i am with out jugment they love me for the dork that i am, but for the most part i live a drama free life for the most part haha ... ............................................................ .Don't Prayan extra mile to cross the line I kiss my Judas one more time I die... for your sinlife is simple, life is sweet the perspective from down on your knees will kill... you from with infortune and fame torture and shame think twice before you speakglory and blame it's all the same my game is your defeatdon't pray for me I don't need your sympathy I don't want your god protecting me don't pray for me I don't want your empathy I don't need your savior saving me don't pray for meI don't care what book you quote your poison is my antidote I don't burn and I don't breathewrap that guilt up deep inside religion as an alibi what more... could you need?fortune and fame torture and shame you still don't understandglory and blame it's all the same some things go hand in handdon't pray for me I don't need your sympathy I don't want your god protecting me don't pray for me I don't want your empathy I don't need your savior saving me don't pray for mesacrifice the innocence when you eliminate the decadence you celebrate an enemy who'll blind your eyes and steal your dreams(I don't need your sympathy ) I don't want your god protecting me don't pray for me I don't want your empathy I don't need your savior saving medon't pray for me I don't need your sympathy I don't want your god protecting me don't pray for me I don't want your empathy I don't need your savior saving me don't pray for me Free Pure Evil pics & layouts at SkullPit.com

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...........................................................T his is a tale spun straight out of my binary core. This is a vision of my world seen through membranous eyes. This is the oceans filled with technicolor nuclear fish, their mutated metal scales riveted together, glowing iridescent in the pitch-dark depths deep below the steel-belted skies. This is a 122,000 line, dense pixel-field, million-gig of escalators ascending and descending endlessly, shuttling through soaring mega-monuments of tinted glass, mingling subterranean with the worm-hole subway tunnels, underground walkways and maintenance channels, forming a sprawling interconnected warren of damp floro-tube bright veins and hustling faceless humanity, clogged arteries slowly choking and dying, packed and swarming at all hours with sweating hoards, sightless and colourless, moving by program alone. This is grey skies dense with a patchwork of contrails, the inter-lacing lines that score the sky, that's how you know this is a major nexus. Mid-air collisions flash across the firmament in angry oranges and hot-white black smoke plumes coiling up from strangled wreckage. This is the unfamiliar sky gone faceless once again. The heavens a gritty sagging underbelly, static coloured the same way every day, all day long until it gives over to a burning, jaundiced yellow night, limp and heavy with moisture, keening with sirens and shouting alarms. This is the night air, a foul, backed-up drain, it's water slick with oil and plastic and flotsam. This is my poisonous world, endlessly dripping from up above, outlined in chalk from below. Guard in Heaven patrols the electrified fences. The world is over heated by the mass of televisions and microwave ovens and radio waves and com-sats strung like fuse-burned Christmas lights overhead. Millions of broadcast waves breaking over the globe. We've burned the wings off of angels with our molten heat mobile phones and laptops cross-jamming each-other's frequencies, shuddering, juddering, shivering activity. Everything is moving so fast that if you stand still on the metal-plate platforms you can feel the vibration of tectonic motion. Safety locks, bolting and unbolting in the flow, the hissing of their decompression keeps me awake at night. It’s the sound of blood passing through the fibrous veins of the world. It’s the vibration of information in quantum growth. It’s the sound of thought reaching light speed. It’s the loneliest sound I've ever heard. Pig Face

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Ok guys im really not a douche  and Im not ignoring any one, my pc is down right now and im a poor bitch and cant get it fixed right now, I did get all your birthday wishes and I thank you, I feel so ...
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