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From the Prison of Self

Love

About Me

"So powerful is the light of unity that it can illuminate the whole earth"
- Bahá'u'lláh

"I"
: use to hate everything, But now I like it all.
: like to spend most of my time being happy.
: have latley grown very fond of a sober mind.
: sometimes play on my computer a lil too much.
: like to lay around in bed in the winter.
: love chelsey and she loves me.
: want to sing songs of strength
: share this newfound peace of mind with the world
: know life isnt/will never be perfect but i try to make the best of it.

My Interests

songs
art
computers/games
flying kites
boomarangs
sunsets
the sky
....

I'd like to meet:

Anyone who is truly "Open Minded"

o·pen-mind·ed (pn-mndd) adj.
Having or showing receptiveness to new and different ideas or the opinions of others.

Anyone "Unfeigned"

Un·feigned adj.
Not pretended; sincerely felt or expressed; "genuine emotion"; "her interest in people was unfeigned"; "true grief" [syn: genuine, true(a)]

Music:

Anything that sounds/feels true none of that booty shake your thang all over my house baby. I enjoy the art.

Television:

TLC OLN DISCOVERY HISTORYanything you can learn from.

My Blog

I cant remember what honesty feels like

So here we go? Just another night for us to Put our senses on the line, Just another night Its every time we unwind, it is the way we socialize Yeah! We do it all the time We wont stop now. We wont...
Posted by From the Prison of Self on Sun, 20 Aug 2006 04:13:00 PST

wide awake yet unaware

Where have you taken to my friends? I've been searching for days, if the earth swallowed you alive. would i hear you screaming my name. Where have you taken to my friends?it is still too dark to see. ...
Posted by From the Prison of Self on Sat, 22 Jul 2006 01:48:00 PST

they speak for themselves.

I've got stories about you, you'd like to forget.  yeahwhen your not around I dig them out.undermine you with anyone and everyone.this is your tragedy courtesy of my mouth. these Scars ...
Posted by From the Prison of Self on Fri, 21 Jul 2006 12:14:00 PST

To the places we hide

Wait, for this ship to sink? or plan our escape? or drift into the water..  to wash these thoughts away.   So tell me how long will emptiness be ignored? until a hollow shell is all we kn...
Posted by From the Prison of Self on Fri, 21 Jul 2006 04:12:00 PST