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About Me


Galileo Galilei once wrote..."I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use."

im as unique as it comes changing from day to day on the slightest whim im like the changing of the season you never know when itll start but you kmow its coming...
im a hippie all out...
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:


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Jesus Christ -
The Apostle Paul -
Georges Clemenceau -
Edgar Allen Poe -
Maya Angelou -
Vincent Van Gogh -
Buddha -
John Keats -
Emily Dickenson -
Walt Whitman -
Galileo Galilei -
Mohandas Gandhi -
Robert Frost -
Robert Graves -
Groucho Marx -
Alexander Pope -
Victor Hugo -
Harriet Tubman -
Christina Rosetti -
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My Blog

hating myself a little

the wind is blowing,blowing over the grass. it shakes the willows; the leaves shine silver. where are you going wind? far far away. over the hills, over the edge of the world. take me with you,wind, h...
Posted by on Mon, 05 Jan 2009 13:16:00 GMT

cant sleep

LIttle boy blue come blow your hornmy friends have all fallen asleeplisten, listen well to these lessons remember time as it ticks ever so slightlywith pale shafts of light glistening on the surfacea ...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 19:00:00 GMT

i have the flu

shes eating off a rusted spoon stale cheerios and week old milk stains upon the kitchen walls tell stories you dont want to hear nails are sticking up through the floor wreaking havok on our shoeless...
Posted by on Sun, 14 Sep 2008 00:17:00 GMT

send rain

i'm withering in this heat cant breathe cant think just react what to dowhat to say please send rain.  
Posted by on Wed, 20 Aug 2008 15:43:00 GMT

let us compose ourselves....

is she worth it? her thoughts are centered on other things, yet all i can think about is heri care for her i dont want to see her like thisis she worth it?the nagging in my mind the wanting in my loin...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 19:00:00 GMT

The Darling Letters

some keep them in shoe boxes away from the lightsome memories blinking out as the lid liftstheir own recklessness written all over themMy Ownprivate jokes, no longer comprehended, pull their punchline...
Posted by on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 14:03:00 GMT

With Longing, My Darling

even long after my deathlong after your deathi want to torture you.i want the thought of meto coil around your bodylike a serpant of firewithout burning you.i want to see you wander in the murky haze ...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 17:05:00 GMT

Because

He is lying on the bedwithout what he came in with buthe has gotten what he came for she is standing in her jeanswondering what went missingyetshe is burning where she gained the ice of his eyeswas on...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 20:31:00 GMT

Untitled

i feel youi fold myself into whereyou used to bei retain youi remember youi grew by youtaller, thinnerlike those rootless treesin my yardso completely without youso completeyet i miss youyet i missi t...
Posted by on Sat, 17 Feb 2007 20:44:00 GMT

darling, i loved you at your lowest.

i loved you. even now i will confess.some embers of my love their fire retain; but do not let it cause you more distress. i do not want to sadden you again. hopeless and tongue-tied, yet i loved you d...
Posted by on Sun, 11 Feb 2007 18:04:00 GMT