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W G Estrella

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

It's all in my shots and in my words.

My Interests

Too many to mention.

I'd like to meet:

My exact opposite... so we could trade lives long enough to walk a mile in it's shoes, then run back barefoot.

Music:

Musicians with soul and a purpose transcending their instruments, then there are songs where the instruments themselves speak as if perfectly strung together lyrics melodically reaching for that ever so punctuated climax, also lyrics that transcend your average run of the mill phrases... the ones that you don't just listen to... but the ones that allow you to feel the emotions of the singer(s) and there after echo to the deepest reaches of your mind embracing your soul... giving you purpose... in other words, music that can go full circle....

Movies:

The ones that don't make you feel idiotic half way through remembering the half ass (mass produced Hollywood "if made, it will be an embarrassment to what everything films should stand for, but it probably would rack up in the box office") plots, which in turn causes your tongue to shrivel back into your mouth, right before you get to the part with the surprise Corey Feldman appearance... and also spinal tap... just because i still think "Suck My Love Pump" would sound good played out of an amplifier rigged to go to eleven.

Books:

All the works that inspired me to be a writer in the first place... and the authors, poets, and philosophers that till this very day inspire me to get up out of bed and shake off the morn, to feel, think, write, and strive to be greater than i was yesterday!

Heroes:

The ones who wouldn't care if i posted up their names here in this little blue box, as if they where some specimens on the slap of ridicule and criticism... for if they did, i wouldn't admire them

My Blog

Through The Woods

C 2007 I recall days walking under slightly crooked willow trees then gazing far and beyond their majesty I , to this day, dream about those distant stars The ones that seemed to dance and gleam jus...
Posted by W G Estrella on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:04:00 PST

The Survivor

C2006He stares through endless skies Stars simply shine& open fascinated eyes Though still as vacant as mine For he knows& The call of these disheartened dreams If ever they were truly seen Could ma...
Posted by W G Estrella on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:03:00 PST

Relations

C2006 ... And i slam through doors, and i walk along ceilings. Climbing, breathing, heaving, and back down to the floor. Light and joy seem to be the color of the day and neon beer signs for night. ...
Posted by W G Estrella on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:59:00 PST

*To be said in a perplexed tone* What did I do last night?

C 2005Alas the arduous path not seen Held together by twine, hopes, and pipe dreams Telekinetic pictures of suicidal drinking games Come on, you always fake a reason to play Impatiently detached, ineb...
Posted by W G Estrella on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:56:00 PST

Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying

C2005 In search of my minds duality, Contemplating hallucinations of grandeur or a fate left dangling in disarray. In one hand I can do no wrong, I am the new messiah saving everyone with my infalli...
Posted by W G Estrella on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 10:54:00 PST