.Peachy♥John. - ProfilesArchive

About Me

Island roots spiced up with urban funk. Raised and tainted by movement of different surroundings. I am a product of society's "what not to be", and became my own "who I want to be". I am one of the many, but unlike the most. Shaman. Horde for Life Suckah!You can't ever and will never get enough of me. I'm an addiction. An obsession. Quite a contradiction. You would only know what I mean if you know me. It sounds a bit that I'm speaking of conceit. Yah??? But not even close. I am humble, I am simple, but my complexity is complimentary. An open book with a lock on it. hahaha.I'm unique in many ways... to where it's questionable if I even belong to the human race. A face is just a face. Can be destroyed, can be erased!!!♥...tendencies... ♥I run from all the misery that haunts me. It's a pattern, you see. I always let myself... fall into... then fall apart. Morbid parts of life that elevates my heart. Shackled in chains. A prisoner of my own lust. What must, must be. This trust that rusts in me. Replace the broken or erase the mess. Until they become faceless. So bland, so tasteless. Bored. Quiet. This solitude that invades my mind. Shadows that lurk behind. Taunting me. Wanting me. Flaunting me. My weakness exposed. I try to remain composed. It's redundant.Pause... Stay calm... Breathe.It stops right here. ~Morbidly Beautiful~

My Interests

~â€œAnarchism, really stands for the liberation of the human mind from the dominion of religion; the liberation of the human body from the dominion of property; liberation from the shackles and restraint of government.â€~~â€œAnarchism is the only philosophy which brings to man the consciousness of himself; which maintains that God, the State, and society are non-existent, that their promises are null and void, since they can be fulfilled only through man's subordination. Anarchism is therefore the teacher of the unity of life; not merely in nature, but in man.â€~~â€œLove, the strongest and deepest element in all life, the harbinger of hope, of joy, of ecstasy; love, the definer of all laws, of all conventions; love, the freest, the most powerful moulder of human destiny; how can such an all-compelling force be synonymous with that poor little State and Church-begotten weed, marriage?â€~ -ALL QUOTES by: Emma Goldman (Lithuanian born American International anarchist who conducted leftist activities in the United States from about 1890 to 1917. 1869-1940)*Exploring different aspects in life... Emotionally, mentally, physically and spirtually. Imperfections (it's what teaches us to be flexible and patient).Unexpected things that were meant to happen and embracing them with the openess of my heart.*Nesta and Buds Sk8n ♥My 1st Born *Nesta Oliver*♥ ♥*Baby Boy Drayden Conner* ♥Drayden at 2 1/2months tryin to crawl!!!I My Boys!!! ~*~FETISHES~*~

I'd like to meet:

Things happen for a reason. If I meet someone at a moment it is to learn about something new. But I make that choice whether or not I keep them in my life if they are no longer good for me. Because after the moment is over I'm not learning anymore, I'll just keep reliving a mistake and it will be a complete waste of time!â€œStrange is our situation here upon earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to a divine purpose. From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: That we are here for the sake of others...for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day, I realize how much my outer and inner life is built upon the labors of people, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.â€ -Albert Einstein-

Music:

REGGAE, Punk Rawk, Blues, Jazz, Classic Rock, Underground hiphop... Oldskool shit bitch!

Movies:

Too many. Funny ass ones. And yah... blood and guts shit too.

Television:

Not my thing.

Books:

Reading expands the mind. I hide myself in books."Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. " -Edgar Allan Poe

Heroes:

♥Nesta. Drayden. John. Love. Life. Afterlife.♥

My Blog

dedicated to a good friend of mine....

no one ever realizes how time just flies bye.driftin away to another part of the day...today that becomes yesterday...and yesterday... tomorrow and so forth.but... certain things remains the same, eve...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 10:50:00 PST

destination

gypsy tendencies...where the path twists and turns, she travels.unravels her heart's desires.her mind inspired, by what can't be seen.seems can only be in her dreams...but the journey starts from the ...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Sat, 07 Jun 2008 10:43:00 PST

note to self:

silent heart.i don't know, if you don't speak.words chosen wisely...last words spoken only baffled the foolish!A FOOLISH HEART INDEED!decipher a riddle.a message not meant to be found.LOST...more of a...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Mon, 19 May 2008 02:11:00 PST

.morbidlybeautiful.

she deciphers a riddle that a joker speaks.a gullible audience with a weakness for deceit.self debauchery.she's just a mockery.vespertine tears, only at time of slumber.emotional vexed... perplexed.al...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Thu, 17 Apr 2008 10:30:00 PST

.iriegypsy.

grasp air in my fist, as it slips away between my fingers...there are many times that this moment is just more than air.i want somethin i can hold onto.that can hold onto me...more solid than air!cann...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 12:46:00 PST

that skeleton key

there's a drought in my eyes.i have little left in me.a puzzle piece missing in my heart.i can't feel...have i healed???...too much! so petrified.so terrified...of discovering what i hide from myself....
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Sun, 02 Mar 2008 08:06:00 PST

feelings.

Creepin into the shadows...mist lurker, engulfed in nothingness.Assasin with poison that drains any chance of life in me.Silent ambush, I stood stoned cold.in the graveyard...to either resurrect or re...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Tue, 23 Oct 2007 12:37:00 PST

them.

masquerade ball drawn forth before me.hidden faces that create illusions.even more strange if you were already a stranger to me.the twilight ballroom of this social theatre.we all play an act while we...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Sat, 20 Oct 2007 08:07:00 PST

Solipsism

droplets of marble spheres...porcelain doll,careful don't break!in your own shadows you take...an eerieness of emptinessin a crowded mind.clasped solaceA soliloquy.Versed...Perversed!she is her own au...
Posted by .Peachy♥John. on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 12:05:00 PST