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I like words and I like the meanings of words.
I like writing things, like little phrases.
I like taking small things to heart.
I like getting passionate about things that matter to me.
I like standing in front of my demons and screaming in their face; metaphorically speaking.
I like to be in my own head alot, although it never ends as happily as it should.
To know me properly, you'd have to engage me in a good conversation.
I'd like that, I'm a people person.
"autobiographical, in a problematic sense"
(Dr. J. Sears)
Pride is the cultivation, preservation or exalting of self.

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Film is all light and shadow,
incessant motion, transcience, flicker, a source
of bachelarian reverie, like the flames in the gate.
Photography is motionless and frozen,
it has the cryogenic power to preserver objects through
time without decay. Fire will melt ice, but then the
melted ice will put out the flame.
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I'd like to meet:

...Matthew Perry, Jim Carrey, Ray Toro, David Hyde-Pierce and the swede behind IKEA

Music:

Alternative.Metal.Ambient.

Movies:

Sentimental.Thoughtful.Challenging.

Television:

Dramatic.Provoking.Classic.

My Blog

One day.

Living for today, as if it's your last.Never passing up a chance to be what you want to be.Never missing the opportunity to be with 'her'.Always thinking about the next minute, and never wasting a sec...
Posted by Spug. on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 02:40:00 PST

Chosen. not finished

The chosen man will never let you know how he feels. All he'll do is sit and wait for his chance. You'll be left stood in the cold, chancing your hand at picking him out. Some nightmares read the same...
Posted by Spug. on Mon, 10 Sep 2007 04:24:00 PST

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Never Heard Again (Live) City Sleeps (Live Instrumental Version)...
Posted by Spug. on Fri, 17 Aug 2007 01:16:00 PST

..[working title] Eyes like a sunrise

An open life seems foolish to me, I need the time.Picturing signs as your face repeats, Rhythm sequence.I know I can't let the sun shine.I know I can't let the sun shine.In yo...
Posted by Spug. on Sat, 21 Jul 2007 03:51:00 PST

..city sleeps

To be lost in fade and grayscale views.Revolving around the streets, following the street signs.Hands to my side and opening out.To be lost in self and suspicious clouds.Flowing through the trees...
Posted by Spug. on Mon, 09 Jul 2007 11:39:00 PST

..to circle the drain

Taking the positive from death is just like how you should live life.You could be leading yourself down the path to suicide, or you could be circling the drain, either way, you have to think about why...
Posted by Spug. on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 09:09:00 PST

..the forgotten stone

The roads we tred are lined with the ashes of yesterday. The form in which they are found will change over years, erosion and weathering of our latter day glories.
Posted by Spug. on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 07:02:00 PST

..Dearest You

You see around you a dark room. This room is unlike anything you have ever seen before. The crippling eyesore that lies in the corner is you, and you alone. This is how you ended up when i f...
Posted by Spug. on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 05:01:00 PST

..pardon me?

Can someone please affirm my life?Just write down a flaw, any flaw, really anything will do.Something small, like a trait or a line uttered, bonds broken maybe.Can someone please control my ...
Posted by Spug. on Wed, 30 May 2007 05:36:00 PST

...sinking

How are we to know the ground is sinking beneath us?Leaving us back at the starting blocks, just like that kid we all knew, the one who was never really great at anything, but tried so hard to just be...
Posted by Spug. on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 06:21:00 PST