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Bean Sprout

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About Me

Warning: I periodically change my photo captions so if a person's comment to my caption seems bizarre or not to make sense, this is why thankyou. That's right it is not them but I who is the insane one, as those knowing me in person certainly know already. Love....
Brain-Froth Grey
...in the name of Malachi Ritscher, a man who's life has become a valuable lesson to all of conviction, and a symbol of how much heartache resides within our current injustices.
Yo, I'm a nice guy, and those who don't think so, I'll cut you!
...so. Fast.... I was coasting right then, and took a picture. In all honesty I had a death wish, but alas. I'm not dead. I drive too good!
If ever we met, then there's no doubt we're friends. I'm sorry if I haven't gotten in touch in a while, but there are just way too many of you out there. But yeah, seriously I would love to hear from anybody from my life who stumbles across here just to know how you're doing. Don't be bashful. I'm always up to go do something or see a movie, and can help escape daily monotony, wholeheartedly. Sometimes change is like snorting morphine and just the thing you need. I love you all.
"In the streets and in society I am almost invariably cheap and dissipated, my life is unspeakably mean. No amount of gold or respectability would in the least redeem it,--dining with the Governor or a member of Congress!! But alone in the distant woods or fields, in unpretending sprout-lands or pastures tracked by rabbits, even in a bleak and, to most, cheerless day, like this, when a villager would be thinking of his inn, I come to myself, I once more feel myself grandly related, and that cold and solitude are friends of mine. I suppose that this value, in my case, is equivalent to what others get by churchgoing and prayer. I come home to my solitary woodland walk as the homesick go home. I thus dispose of the superfluous and see things as they are, grand and beautiful. I have told many that I walk every day about half the daylight, but I think they do not believe it. I wish to get the Concord, the Massachusetts, the America, out of my head and be sane a part of every day."
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My Interests

Latest Update: 5/14/2008

I'm in love
With the blue ocean tide.
And a smile,
Wet, opened wide
Radiant and beautiful and
Welcoming
Velvet waves roses
And orange
Remembers
And red rainy chimes
that won't let you cry

Remember the the era;
Remember the time?
Then, then
Epochs ago
Angels stole
And drank upon time-
'S golden chalice once.

Your embrace
Your taste
And curve embracing
Fingers's touch.
Oh your eyes's
Smell of you lingers.

You don't even see,
Just a faint glow of electomagnetic waves radiated away.
No smell either,
Just molecular distinctions
Of matter all along our way.
But to hear the music,
God offers salvation by it.
And your love too, let's say that:
We did it!

Doesn't it suck now already Having done it?
And so laying there at rest...
Guess even God can't outdo Past.

Miss you love always, your Major head trip, Water.
Veronica Woberts

Interests?
Music and Writing, Hockey, Soccer, Asexuality, Food, Sleep, Reading, Paintball, Strutting my Stuff, Millitant Homosexual Aggression, Rioting Harmlessly, Making Love Simultaneously with another in Your Minds in Public, Antarctic Human Habitates,Your Life and Story, Girls who Blow me away upon First Sight

You should definitely check out...

My First Priority Manuscript:

Guilt's Humor

Completed Chapters:

Part One
One
Two
Three
Part Two
Four Beggining
Four Ending
Five
Six Beggining
Six Ending
Seven
Eight
Nine
Ten
Part Three
Eleven
Twelve
Thirteen
Fourteen
Fifteen
Sixteen
Part Four
Seventeen
Eighteen
Nineteen
Twenty
Twenty-One
Twenty-Two
Twenty-Three
Twenty-Four
Twenty-Five
Twenty-Six
Twenty-Seven
Twenty-Eight Beginning
Twenty-Eight Ending
Twenty-Nine Beginning
Twenty-Nine Ending
Thirty
Thirty-One

And...

My Second Priority Manuscript:

Mr. Seanile

Completed Chapters:

Episode One

One
Two
Three
Four

And My Short Story Collection too!:
A Bag of Shit
A Cowards Chivy
Brother Ascertained

There's also a religious essay I like:
Here

Hi!
Thank you for taking the time to read.

Music:

9 March 2008: This song is a part of Monty Python's Meaning of Life and should be well known by all as it is the coolest tripping movie! See for yourself. And this is only the tiniest of portions. It's classic though and so you should be well aquainted...

Television:



FUCK-OFF!!!

Books:



Yes! Yes, I love them. Yes every word straight from a heart. Sometimes in the lonely to know someone so cared. Yes-yes-yes in everyway! I can see our all love, I can see where we are heading further on ahead than without! Yes, forever yes. They are our human soul, a collective approach. They grant me visions and awareness of which without I'd lack. So yes every ounce of yes--emphatically yes!

Heroes:



My Blog

My Manuscript: Chapter Thirty-Two

Chapter Thirty-Two:  Sappho + LillithIt's easier to eat crow while it's still warm. Dan Heist         & nbsp;  There so much love radiated throu...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 10:53:00 PST

Meet Her

Dirt-bike hemoglobin peroxide!Much too much fright to go outside.But they’ve got money and cyanide. I thought I knew ya like you was my old bloke.But now you ran off and become like some old jok...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Fri, 28 Mar 2008 10:25:00 PST

My Manuscript: Chapter Thirty-One

Chapter Thirty-One: Sun Tzu, + Molly Pitcher + Deborah Sampson All discussion, all debate, all dissidence tends to question and in consequence, to upset existing convictions; that is precisely its ...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Sat, 22 Mar 2008 05:56:00 PST

My Manuscript: Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty:Oberlin Smith + Kathleen Antonelli Time passes, and little by little everything that we have spoken in falsehood becomes true. Marcel Proust       &nbs...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Tue, 11 Mar 2008 08:49:00 PST

Blessed AM Spring Rain Shine

I showed up to the plays auditions dressed as an aligator and the cast director says, "Michael Richard? ...yes. It's Merlin the Wizard, not Merlin the Lizard." I tried to explain that my mom's sister ...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Sat, 08 Mar 2008 01:39:00 PST

My Manuscript: Chapter Twenty-Nine: Ending

"What you," his sinister face dark against the front stage lights, a darkness that radiated out from his hating head. He turned now closer to facing Becky but facing another, "smiling at?" He sneered ...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 03:15:00 PST

Longer Days!

I completed my tax forms, right, got'em all set and ready to go: And I didn't get any grease on'em or anything. So then anyways I woke from a nap shortly after and look, right outside my window: The...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 02:31:00 PST

My Manuscript: Chapter Twenty-Nine: Beginning

Chapter Twenty-Nine:  Thich Duc + Bhutto Every actual state is corrupt. Good men must not obey laws too well. Ralph Waldo Emerson Who can protest an injustice but does not is an accomplice to ...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 10:29:00 PST

I Tried Telling a Bedtime Story Once...

I'm disoriented, Sunshine. SometimesGentle crackle airwaves fade.I'm sick of the bullshit.Thought we'd switch itBack hell-ye, welcome back!Thought we'd be fine.I ain't changed,The name's the same.But ...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 12:06:00 PST

My Manuscript: Chapter Twenty-Eight: Ending

             The walk, what a walk, evening cold. It had to be over a mile, it had to, since whence left the shuttle after promptly emptying it a...
Posted by Bean Sprout on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 05:25:00 PST