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Along came Alex.

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About Me


I'm an evasive soul; I travel alone. Be careful of what you say, for i'd run away without any second thoughts. My heart is squirmish - I don't like to be tamed. Respect and morals go a long way with me. In the end, my insanity reigns. My life is a metamorphosis; i'm ever-changing, never staying the same. I go through block-phases; sometimes I am this detatched vicious shadow lurking alone, sometimes I am a sunny burst of energy ricocheting from all directions, but I am always 'me'. Many times, the small things in life are what make me happiest. I am untamable, and entirely indecisive. It's amazing when I can stumble upon someone who can treat me with respect, and care for me - though often times when it is offered, I stray away from the opportunity. Few people stimulate me as far as relationships go; I am like Clementine from "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind", for I would most likely erase you from my memory if I had the opportunity, and fall back in love with you the next day, and repeat the process over and over again, never being quite satisfied. I do not crave relationships or hookups; I find satisfaction in talking to random people as if i've known them my entire life without any trace or sign of feeling akward. I like to observe people, and what goes around me. I belong to myself, and do not need the reassurance from any other person to make me feel complete; It is impossible to feel entirely complete, but I am content with what I know about myself.
I enjoy writing lyrics, books, as well as poetry and miscellaneous writing that means nothing and everything simultaneously. I enjoy singing, and screaming down abandoned parking lots, underneath the stars and alongside city streets while the streetlights breathe down on me. I enjoy philosophy, and talking about what most people never take the time to think about. Art, design, and painting grabs my attention. I'm fond of photography, and modeling as well. I like visiting little diners during the wee hours of the morning, sipping on a cup of coffee, and thinking about life. I like to dance around in my underwear with the volume of the music so loud that it drowns everything else around me out to a mere minimum. I enjoy looking at things several times, just to reassure myself of the beauty that lies underneath. I question everything, and "what if's" clutter my mouth.

The only person in life who could possibly hold me down is myself. I embrace what I do not know, and I thirst for what I cannot find on the outside. So many people indulge themselves with hate and distain for each other, because we are simply all different from one another. We are all soldiers fighting the very same war. We are tens, thousands, millions, billions, trillions, yet we are one. I will try to face all of the fears that intimidate me. I will try, maybe a little too much, to live my life to the fullest. I want to breathe in everything at once, and travel across the world while accomplishing my goals and dreams without looking back. I want to be able to fall to the ground, and know that it doesn't really matter if my jeans stain green, or if my face is strewn with traces of mud; i'm on an adventure.

I love when the sun creeps through my window, waking me up as if it's personally reaching out to me and saying "goodmorning". I love watching my shadow silhouette against the horizon, as the stars shine down upon me. I love placing my face against the subway window, watching as the world rolls on by. I like looking down from planes and observing the fields that people have created - seeing their pride and joy from right underneath my feet. I enjoy sitting on benches alongside the streets, watching people walk on by; watching their body language, percieving what the words that they speak on their cellular phones truly mean. My thoughts are constantly racing, and when my mouth opens, it is always only a fraction of a whole meaning; fragments of eternity. I want to pretend that the childhood games I was raised upon are a reality, not a fantasy. I want to pretend that when I hide in the darkest corridors, someone will always come to seek me. I want to pretend that when I scream while i'm drowning, someone will follow - even if they are blinded. In the middle of the night when I cannot sleep, I like reassuring myself that I will never be alone. I like when the moon shines upon my teeth in the still of the evening, when I smile about the silly things that run through my mind. Everything is a possibility.
My eyes tell a story; they are never blank. My soul has nothing to prove, and nothing to lose. I enjoy being an obstruction to people's memory; a drink they want to down. I want to be the person who'll make you smile when you want to frown. I enjoy the fact that we never 'grow up', we simply grow older while lines are mended and sculpted onto our bodies. I never want to grow monotonous or entirely serious; I want to be able to laugh on my deathbed, knowing that I have fulfilled my life - that I have lived it spontaneously, knowing that I will always be a child at heart. I find it interesting that we live in square houses. I've always wanted to build a hobbit house - filled with secret passages and corridors, and i'll make sure all of the builders grin while I try to pass my crazy idea onto them. I want to live as a fascinating creature; I want to live life completely detatched from normality. I want to smile when people tell me i'm deranged. I want to laugh when people tell me to come back down to earth, because what I see is so much more fulfilling.
He is a creature with words bottled up inside; an extrovert to his own demise - he speaks words spoken in tongues of riddle which probe to the very heart of his soul.
- Alex.
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Posted by Along came Alex. on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 12:08:00 PST