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raise forth,...a lost cause

Pray For Us All.

About Me

if you're reading this, you must be bored. you won't find anything of educational value or the least bit interesting at all. i suppose i could bicker on and make a fancy "bling bling" looking page, request a few hundred people who i don't know to be my 'friends" and spam countless "personal survey" bulletins that no one really gives a flying fuck about,.. but i'm too lazy. while the mass conglomerate of retards and morons in the world have their accounts for these very reasons, i simply created an account to look at the picture collections of people i know. hey, it worked, and i can. maybe one day in the future when i'm bored i'll go all emofag and cry about a girl rejecting me or possibly go ghetto and talk nigger. but that's another days timesink.
"There is something ticklish in "the truth" and in the search for the truth; and if a man goes about it too humanely, I wager he find nothing!"

yeah. i like philosophy.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

At birth given scars along tender heart liberties injustice for awkward living situated casualties they lay dead along your floor careful not to wake them they're sleeping in the morrows good mourning the dying will discard the wish to liveYou'll get nothing for something arise the hidden war of a dead song, unsung the night of your children's day beneath the surface sealed by the floors boarded up seal the lips of your voice with haste and cower at the sounds as they make their way surprise speed and malice the opposing break the surface hold readyLet this colony know in the name of the dead we're comingover thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line. reaching out to embrace the random. reaching out to embrace whatever may come.i embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected enough to step aside and weep like a widow to feel inspired, to fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity and still be a human.

Music:


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My Blog

bleh?

in cruce salus, sic nos sic sacra tuemur fidelis usque ad mortem, crescit sub pondere virtussub hoc signo vinces||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||salvation comes from the cross, thus we guard our sacred...
Posted by raise forth,...a lost cause on Tue, 06 Dec 2005 09:11:00 PST