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Zeven Eleven

About Me

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ALAS, NATURE'S opus magnum hath been spawned to rectify the multitude. Whence times I find myself fancying the inside of my eyelids above the former, I recollect the pen, (and all that it hath accomplished,) thus, I obtain an eloquent hammer. With it, I smash my seal inasmuch as its might shall uphold and as my wit exposes. Whence a connexion is made, (that is with the hammer and NATURE,) effigies unveil themselves for their true personage; creating distance from myself and themselves; that is, a remote distance, from the wise and the foolish. From this principal, magnificent animosity, perhaps ought, however nevertheless, does and shall flourish; the resolution illustrates a maxim of conflict, a supreme force that preserves my vitals. Thenceforth one ought to expect only ius naturale when in my presence. Antebellum I can be civil (no matter how much of its inconvenience), yet, when I sense contradictions to my limbs, labour, property, &c., I must (by NATURE's due) consume the threat. My name is Zev, get to know it well. Oh & chudup :]. ------------------------ My layout was done from scratch, by myself! Therefore, do not steal or bite my layout. If you need help here are some sites: Click. Click. Click.

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Heroes:

Aristotle, Max Stirner, David Hume, Friedrich Nietzsche, Herbert Spencer, Albert Camus, Niccolo Machiavelli, Andreas Vesalius, & esp. martyr's.
GirlfriendI pulled back my arrow mirroring the way that the deserted fix their messages and bottles, aimed it at the empyrean, knowing gravity will dulcify, locating my arrow with someone mellifluous. Little to my surprise, gravity took a hiatus, and the arrow swimmingly flew past the Pantheon. Past Aphrodite, past the Prime Mover, past the oblivion, and wrapped around a Goddess remote to peons that roam the third planet. I yanked down with all my puissance. Once she reached the terrain, my heart was mended by her heavenly presence; my eyes were cleared; and my head was put at rest. She is all I sought for, and more. The cord used to obtain her, wrapped itself around us, and we became bound by it. She is, was, and always shall be my quidqity. Now, there is only one way to do things, that is, with her. The abyss stands in our path, but I know the correct way to enter into it, solely with her.

My Blog

Term Paper

Nietzsche's Laesa-MaiestatisIntroductionCHRISTIANS REMAIN to be uglesome and ill whilst waving absurd, minuscule, pathetic crucifixes. Believing that the imposition of their will shall illuminate wit...
Posted by Zeven Eleven on Sun, 10 Dec 2006 11:10:00 PST

Artwork.

This year I decided to do one flash a day for my goal, so I will be updating this daily. This is what I have so far (click the thumbnail for fullsize picture) ...
Posted by Zeven Eleven on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 06:08:00 PST