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Keithie Voltaire

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About Me

Victorian fashion, cavalier attitude

My Interests

I occasionally think about becoming a librarian. I am known as an enthusiast of robots, airships and England from roughly 1795 to 1899.

I'd like to meet:

John Keats, the Shrike, Paul Muad'dib

Music:

Neutral Milk Hotel, Nicolai Dunger, Jeff Buckley, My Bloody Valentine, Mountain Goats, Destroyer, Leonard Cohen, Of Montreal, The Doobie Brothers, Black Heart Procession, The Mars Volta, The Decemberists, The Smiths, Belle And Sebastian, Deerhoof, The Zombies, The Notwist, Pulp, Grandaddy, Destroyer, Joanna Newsom, Modest Mouse, Mogwai, Radiohead, The Shins, Botch, Godspeed! You Black Emperor, Queen

Movies:

Stroszek, The Passion of Joan of Arc, The Life Aquatic, Fanny And Alexander, Lawrence of Arabia, The Wrath Of Khan, THe Iron Giant, Kafka, Tarkovsky's Solaris, Spirited Away, Yojimbo, The Road Warrior, Night Of the Hunter, Scrooged, Rushmore, Kill Bill, Ghost World, Brotherhood of the Wolf, Death Race 2000, Groundhogs Day, Amadeus, Dune,

Television:

The UK Office, Arrested Development, Black Adder, Futurama, Angel, Firefly, The Venture Bros, Red Dwarf, Evangelion, I Claudius, Seinfeld Jeeves And Wooster, TNG

Books:

The Little Prince, Jeeves And Wooster, Steppenwolf, The Suffering of Young Werther, The Magic Mountain, Bluebeard, Hyperion, Forsyte Saga, Claudius the God, The Dawn Treader, The Wizard of Earthsea, Pydrian Chronicles, The Horatio Hornblower Novels, The Last Temptation Of Christ, Barrabas, Demian, Ilium, Death in Venice, Hunger, Elric

Heroes:

Keats, Hesse

My Blog

music

Letters of Bellerophon There are snakes and serpents in the treesAnd the roots, the roots are twistedThere are snakes and serpents in the treesAnd the fruit is falling freeThere are snakes and se...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 05:20:00 PST

More lyrics

Yellowed They Hang Recited your name for the love of the soundI will bring dark syllables roundFound white flowers at my doorYellowed they hang aboutMade this half hearted attem...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 08:59:00 PST

Rattle

Feel as it sweeps through the corridors and down the hall A whirling thing it hides, I can find respite, but never freedom Break your bread; turn your bed down for the night And fall so dutiful, ho...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 12:16:00 PST

the return to the basement

After leaving that horrid room behind I sat before my computer for an hour, my fingers shook with enough energy that I was able to bend them towards the keyboard, using terrible fury to wring out a fe...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 01:21:00 PST

the trouble in the basement

Did I manifest it with my dark thoughts? What else can explain the giant spider I found in the laundry room?  A few nights ago Ben frightened me with mention of large spiders in the basement of t...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 05:18:00 PST

No Shoes

Take your dress downAnd lie it on the floorLet's climb from your bedroomTo the soft grass belowSailing through the summer nightTraveling by the moonShadows holding handsTrailing on and on and onWe wal...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 11:34:00 PST

Arborist

Ive broken all the windowsstrewn the glass across the floorto bloody up the footprints of those who come to my doorno one gets out, no one gets inJust wait,I'll cut my hands offI've got a feverthat ta...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 02:41:00 PST

The Lion in Winter

Come in from the cold, back to lifeRest your warm head where ever you likeTouching your skin, i feel the warmth withinWho set the lion off?Old but still hungryWho woke the old king?Broke tooth don't m...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 11:23:00 PST

Nurture

    In a sick way i derive pleasure whenever something depressing about my life comes up in conversation. Of particular interest is my biological father and his whereabouts, or rather w...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Sun, 26 Aug 2007 09:36:00 PST

first attempt at villanelle

Caliban   His bellyful and still he whines Above all feeling beyond his own The creature struck low repine   To see such a wretched figure dine Scuttling through the up turned ston...
Posted by Keithie Voltaire on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 04:24:00 PST