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About Me

Where do I begin; certainly not at the beginning. Well... I'm not a morning person so I try not to get up before noon. I'm an artist/writer/lunatic who loves all things metaphysical, but I'm not a big fan of the human race. I live in a hole in the ground on the wrong side of town where everything's covered in grey. I went to K.C.K.C.C. and Columbia State for about ten minutes each. I believe the world is flat, but it can be retuned. I think the dream world is the fourth dimension, which can only be accessed through the third. But, most of all, I believe the reason 90% of all human beings are rotten bastards is because we live in the realm of the rotten bastard. And, once we stop being rotten bastards we get to go somewhere else. Contrary to popular belief this is not the realm of the perverted bastard, which only serves to prove that there are aliens among us.

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Copyright 2009

The following poems are from,The Dark Side Of A Blue Moon,by: Kellie L. Andrews
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 16:32:00 GMT

Behold The Bullshit...

Loveis nothingmore than an illusionwe're conditionedto believefalse hopetormentsthe soulis weakin this fantasymany have beendestroyedbut Iwill not bea foolfor lovemakes us slavesto emotion,thatchemica...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 16:14:00 GMT

Lost In Your Thought...

I've already seenyoucan't backpeddleto clean it upnowyou can'terase from my mindwhat I already knowyoudon't loveme.I've already heardin your voicethere's a tonenot meantfor a loveryou can't stopthe th...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Mar 2009 16:04:00 GMT

Joseph...Alexander...Whoever...

You poor guy;you don't even existand I'm tearing your world apart.It's a shame I have to create youjust to destroy youan hour later.It's an occupational hazard of the dreamer;dreaming up thingsthat do...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Mar 2009 18:41:00 GMT

What Are Friends For...

Thanks for your help, what little it was,I'll stroke your ego later.I haven't had my coffee yet,and your ass lacks its flavor.You woke me from a pleasant dream,I'll take two sugars and some cream,pat ...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Mar 2009 18:35:00 GMT

We...

My fair one...You are how I escapemy realitymeets yours;we becomea new realitywithin the fantasya dream comes to life.We feedoff each other,each keeping the otheralivea little longerwe'll waitto watch...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:28:00 GMT

Mirror Image...

I'm too intense to sum up in ten words or less;you seeme,first,all wrong.But now,you begin to seeyouin me.I seeyou in meeverytime I close my eyesyou're therewith me.MaybeI seewhatI want to seeyou.
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 20:10:00 GMT

Those Eyes...

I want youto seeyouthrough my eyes.A beautiful manfracturedby life's brutal realities.Hidinginside a tormented mindyou've banished thoughtsof lifelong thingsfor short term reliefthrough sensual distra...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 20:05:00 GMT

Poetry...

Take what's in your head,splatter it on paper.Grey matterdone in graphite;the glue that holds the book together...your life's bloodon wood pulpfor all the world to disect,like a frog in a lab,cold and...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Mar 2009 16:30:00 GMT

Out There...

The thoughts in my mind,like a web,dance on too many vibrationsto keep track of the connections.But, it is,you know...all connected somehow.Maybe chaos on a grander scaleis rhyme and reasonfor those w...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Mar 2009 16:27:00 GMT