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About Me

Neutral...tell me when u know me...Scents of saccharine on a rancid breeze... The tingling petals gently veiled the mind... Tranquility polluting & probing through cerebellums... It blooms like flowers; produce a wild nuclear smile... How many new moons & new nights must it takes... To feel & feel over & over this same yearns... Spun in webs...captured & raptured... & demolished the silent lair of merriment... Confusions & uncertainty of one's destiny... & suddenly the darkest wraith lay... Blinding it all like a silky satin clumsily placed... On the asphalt ground... Blinded as it hypnotise like chanting voodoo... Charmed, entranced yet numbs the heart... Malicious, bohemian dreams... dead dreams... Hallucinating the mind's eye...-Andz Tomcat-

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My Interests

beaches, music, sandcastle, ocean, poetry, photography, reggae, cult movies, mini coopers, vintage bikes, modculture, werewolves, Russia, The Spassky Tower, The Red Square, vintage stuff, steel-toe boots, rock climbing, hiking, island hopping, back packing, sunrise, sunset, nature, moon, stars...

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My Blog

"Do You Fathom Me?"

"Do You Fathom Me?" Ma thoughts run in random mode today. How do one be supportive of an idea you know its wrong? Let me rephrase. How do you support your friends wrong idea? Should you fret less and...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Tue, 27 Sep 2005 08:42:00 PST

To Never Sleep....

To Never Sleep And it's never been better. And it's never been worse. And you awake to a dream, And dream that you're awake, Your arms must last Your will must last, Your will is As l...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Setting...

Setting At the moment- A brief period of time taken from an endless continuoum. .. Marry my moment... And it will stay with me... Until death do we part... Time will heat me... And melt me......
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Am i losing...

Beautiful beads strewn together...Held close & tight...By an elastic band...Over time the band gets bigger...& the beads fall from my hand...Ponder this...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

There is no one else in here....

There is no one else in here... Could help ourselves to breath... Only us pull ourselves... The burden we had before... Is only a memory... What if they couldn't care so much... What if only us ...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Friendship

If friendship is to transpire between two people, it is important that both be in a state of availability. I have often been in the company of those who complain that they have no friends. Inevitably,...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

untitled...

embrace it......................... ......when it comes.............. .................and be glad....... that for a moment.............. ....in your life..................... .........it was y...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Gossip

There is so much good... In the worst of us... & so much bad... In the best of us... That it hardly becomes... Any of us... To talk about... The rest of us...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

woke up n feelin a malenky bit groggi...

Me've jist woke up, like/And it ainnae pretty sight\Jist in the aftie/it'as been pouring outside\Caught meself in the rain/And ollof um geezers rush like hungry rats\Warming them arse, like/Ahmnae fee...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The Racist's Apology

The Racist's Apology by Alfian Saat Introduction This is an email written by 24 year old Singaporean writer Alfian Sa'at. He had earlier written to the artscommunity e-group saying that he...
Posted by The Russian Tomkat on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST