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~nazhike~

Harder yet are the chances for a man to be reborn a man...in this karma earth. *Kerouac

About Me



I'm a big goony Ojibwe with big hands and beady eyes. I mumble like my uncle when I talk, babies cry when im around, I have actual theme music throughout my day, so when the shit hits the fan im up on some Carl Orff or Basil Polurdouris and when things are going great its Ambient.
I dont know what to put here really. I cannot describe myself except to look to those who knows me and take aspects from them and form what is called me.
I know people are discouraged with me, which is fair to say, however all moments, all occurences, all that has been to pass has brought me to this very spot on this planet, this spinning ball of lunacy...and sometimes I cannot help to feel relieved when I make it to my bed at night and turn off the lights...

Myspace Layouts at Pimp-My-Profile.com / Starry night

My Interests

Books:

As you can probably see, I'm a huge Mark Ryden Fan...

Heroes:

*Envy thy nation with Heroes? I say pity those who need them...*

My Blog

A hard lesson...one which requires loss.

Life is a series of occurrences linked together to form experience, which in turn makes the person evolve&or adapt and react, which creates more occurrences&.a ripple across a still pond.   ...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Tue, 28 Aug 2007 07:24:00 PST

Pressures and Limits revisited

I had always been a student of the Higher Mystery. Our push pull existences...creating something out of nothing which dissapates back into nothing. Our Ying Yang prisons from which there is no esca...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 08:06:00 PST

Just something im working on...

Gravity was my enemy at this point. My left hand held firm the throttle while my right shook in reaction to the stress to the frame and skin of the craft. "Bogey 3 coming into theater, getting a str...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Thu, 02 Aug 2007 07:58:00 PST

Songs of Billy Blue *Revisited

Song of Billy Blue The beatings would come like clockwork every weekend morning about 2am, when the bars closed and she would come home, and me there a physical reminder, then she would cry after beat...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Sat, 28 Jul 2007 10:53:00 PST

SO far today...

The sky gave forth fleeting bursts of cool air out of the north.  The trees swayed and swelled in synchronistic motions.  I closed my eyes and pressed my face into the sky, the miniscule hai...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 09:29:00 PST

Vortex

Vortex.. I walking down my driveway, a dark fog enveloped me, and beyond the mist and into the trees I listened to a slow deep labored breathing. I sped up my pace and reached for my knife, which wasn...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Fri, 20 Jul 2007 08:42:00 PST

Stands Alone, fear has no enemy but hope.

Stands Alone story... I was in my cabin...feeling completely alone..and completely free. I sat in my chair..nothing in the air but woodsmoke and the ceaseless tick tock tick tock of the clock. I sat t...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 11:00:00 PST

Evacuated Heaven Revisited

I rode in on a white mist...felt like cool water. The stars glistened and speckled the heavens, and above the constant hiss of the wind I heard whispers...and for my life I wanted to hear them, what t...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 11:20:00 PST

Revisited and always towards the within

Life is a series of occurrences linked together to form experience, which in turn makes the person evolve&or adapt and react, which creates more occurrences. I am living my life like I am reading abou...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Tue, 17 Jul 2007 02:51:00 PST

I finally rememebered what the meaning of life is...

I've always wanted to compose, be it with words or better yet, the manifestation of my daydreams.  Through my many facets of being, mold&create., cull from the great nothingness of it all and ...
Posted by NazhikeWeGahbow on Thu, 31 May 2007 04:03:00 PST