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animals! in plastic cages too.

About Me


About me:
0.5(American) + 0.5(Japanese)
this is me
I AM
~Makoto Takao~
specie: human, male.
age: 17.
habitat: Perth, Western Australia.
If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?
"To be what we are, and to become what we are capable of becoming, is the only end of life."

Embrace your individuality: it is our essence that makes us unique, and exudes beauty.

i'm just as happy to spend an afternoon with you drinking tea; although an evening of dancing like a housewife is tempting.
i'm always in the mood for DDR
I cannot live without:
music: my cello, bass & piano - my darlings
literature: writing poetry, "lake minion" - my passion
friends: they're what make my existence worthwhile
karaoke in foreign languages: i like to make a fool of myself
food: we all need that (unless you're superman - yes Jeremy)
my taste in music is: BROAD (try it some day)
classical, jazz, visual kei, indie, JROCK ...
what music is in my pants?
Klaxons.
The Horrors.
Kasabian.
Red Riders.
Kaiser Chiefs.
OK GO.
Franz Ferdinand.
Kings of Leon.
The Bravery.
The Cops.
Dir en Grey.
Alice Nine.
Buck-Tick.
Asian Kung-fu Generation.
and other music is stuffed in my pants...
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My Interests



WINTERTIME IS CARDIGAN TIME

CLICK HERE TO READ MY POETRYin my sleep i'll battle space-monsters and become everything you said i couldn't be - don't you worry, i will have laser guns...

my alternative career choice would be a professional tambourine player.



my children include...
suspenders
waistcoats
skinny legs
bright colored shirts

DEAL WITH IT

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My Blog

Clandestine Tea

Clandestine Tea Makoto Takao   Hear the maudlin clichés fall from their mouths; the sound, muted by 'civil' pretence: It is rote learnt, they say. Their silence, a malignant peroration of...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 05:40:00 PST

care to listen to me speak about nothing in particular? YES.

today i discovered that if i spend long enough yelling at my hair to grow, not only will it not work, but it will also exacerbate peoples' perception of my mental instabilityi am not insane, just ecce...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 04:17:00 PST

Music in Solitude

Music in Solitude written by Makoto Takao                             &n...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 06:08:00 PST

poem~ "Humanity - A Question Of Reason - "

Humanity - A Question Of Reason - Written by Makoto TakaoHarsh ugliness, A glimpse into our sins,Blame Humanity,You egoist.Living in stoicism, A prisoner in our selfish desires.Everyone's a sinner, Fr...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 05:11:00 PST

poem~ "I hate you"

I hate you Written by Makoto TakaoMy lips long for something more,Something my hands have not.My fingers pulse in and out,restricted by my mind.I want to see your face grimace in pain,The festival of ...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 04:43:00 PST

poem~ "humanity's blind emotion"

Humanity's Blind Emotion Written by Makoto Takao   This sentiment has become compensation, And distress is nevertheless, A joke; As our discussion becomes hypocrisy.   Our life is now a mat...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 04:30:00 PST

Illumination - a poem by me and my llama

Illumination Written by Makoto Takao                   Find solitude in the garden of your past: There grows the trees o...
Posted by <.subtitles required.> on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 06:09:00 PST