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Monster

I am here for Dating, Friends and Networking

About Me

One tiny electron spinning around in excited probability waves, eager to transform into something new. Give me vast space to roam and I will be tranquil....put me in the city and I will furiously bounce as lightning pinballs of rebellion. Maybe I'm here, maybe I'm not. Trusting your eyes, you'll believe I'm here. Going with your instincts, you might see right through into the massive spaces connecting me to the origin. Some may call this a paradox. Others call it truth. Both are wrong - it is what it is...and even that is only a vague approximation.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Anyone and everyone...original types, especially weirdos and freaks - euphemistically 'unique'

My Blog

East Easter (for the GanjaGod)

In the west they call today Easter. People pray in funny ways, hypocritical and analytical, tickled with their dialogues with god.Parking spaces are uncommonly open one night after harmonically freaki...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Apr 2007 22:05:00 GMT

Gonna Be Gone

An island waits in forlorn terror....someone locks into a signal and feels the executioner's minions rapidly approaching. In the beach-corner wharf, a retired fisherman cleans his gun under a brillian...
Posted by on Sun, 18 Feb 2007 19:11:00 GMT

Deep Snow Tonight

Yesterday the white snow whirled some other place;and now that other place is here - dark clouds laughingin the deep distant sky...the overhanging street posts blaze metered paths down endless avenues...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 13:41:00 GMT

Boddhisatva Hound

Admiring the predictable sights a patterned life persists, A racing dog speeds unharnessed down the road;Like an ambulance it insists to not yield and resists Stopping like shocked onlookers and obedi...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Jan 2007 19:16:00 GMT

Toilet Paper Tirade

Somewhere we have sent efficient chopping machines under the supervision of men to knock down trees in a wide effort to process their bark so the civilized world may rid their bottoms of brown after-w...
Posted by on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 15:09:00 GMT

Bus Stop Babble

The horde trudges homewards to meet a square electronic schizophrenic friend, lonely thoughts bouncing off translucent bubble walls, cop-car chameleon taxis drive reckless and ignorant like assault ri...
Posted by on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 17:44:00 GMT