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About Me

Brandon / B_LED / Papaw

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Friends are my World
Music is my constant
Writing grounds me
Independence is my strength

Belly Laughter is my high
Each breath is my blessing
Smiles are inner glimpses
Never be Good, Be Great

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To laugh much; to win respect of intelligent persons and the affections of children; to earn the approbation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give one's self; to leave the world a little better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition.; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm, and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived--this is to have succeeded.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson


My Interests

I'd like to meet:

Jesus, Martin Luther King Jr., Rosa Parks, Oprah, Julia Roberts, Liv Tyler, Jessica Biel, Amanda Bynes, and Lucille Ball. I love meeting new people, diversity intrigues me.

When it comes to finding that special someone:

I'm a lost cause



>>aim = snakboy22<<

My Blog

constant

the splash of a wheels steady turn finds folly in the rivers austere push;such surmountable power to the bashingof a bridge as it towers tauntingly above. a waters gurgle carves cavernous groovesas ...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Aug 2009 00:09:00 GMT

twig

I have not the freedomof the cardinals wings,vivid as the lips that encompass the smiles ofharlot housewives hearts. To return like the follyof the yo-yos unravel,each time a delicate twig;each jour...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jun 2009 22:45:00 GMT

lunar

The glazed pearl surface of bone, the inner rings of a sienna trunk are no measure of expectation. Nor I, a hand lifeless, grazing the surface of flourishing wheat in the poise of a dusk stroll, lik...
Posted by on Sat, 13 Dec 2008 21:41:00 GMT

plastic

an indefinite smile never ceases to depart from the face formed so delicately like the rest as shallow black eyes paired with the perfection of the cherry lips gleam in nudity of bulbs.  the ma...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 07:15:00 GMT

canvas

the frail tapered bristles cannot paint the sky mauve from even the summit of the great camel pyramids if unwilling to be elevated by the firm artist's hand with the same grace as the conductor's stea...
Posted by on Mon, 10 Nov 2008 19:13:00 GMT

bulb

fiery filaments with incomparable luster luminate when connected to their source, yet the inverted tear chosen as their shield cannot contain their blistering heat nor the lusty light they emit.  ...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Oct 2008 13:37:00 GMT

fuchsia

the subtle lilts from the placid currents thud the sailboat into the dock with poignant poise, an asylum sought after the charcoal of the tempest has passed and flickering flashes have no longer daun...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Feb 2008 10:49:00 GMT

Onyx

tawny shades of brown trickle downward as to engulf a splintered chair abandoned by timid laughter.  The rocker's inner entrance, although not adorned modestly by twinkling diamond prisms of a...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 10:05:00 GMT

Eye Brow Raise, Eye Brow Raise


Posted by on Sun, 11 Nov 2007 20:44:00 GMT

Ma vie

Whew, it has been such a long time since I decided to just free write in here as opposed to masking aspects of my life with a poem.  Things are definitely at a weird spot right now, but I woke up...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 13:32:00 GMT