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Tumbleweed

You'll always be my favorite war.

About Me

I'm high and I'm happy and I'm free I got my whole heart Laid out right in front of me And I finally can see The way it's always been The need for peace Starts from withinSo I leave my possesions to the wind And I'm done with ever wanting anything Well I can die satisfied No desires do I hide Not today, not today Nor for the next one thousand lives

My Interests

I have always postulated that we have to find a new way to deal with reality. It's not so much facts that interest me, but a deeper truth in them—an ecstasy of truth, an ecstatic truth that illuminates us.- Werner Herzog

I'd like to meet:

I alredy met them and they worship Brett Favre.

Music:

Roy Orbison

Movies:

Blank Man

Books:

Border Trilogy

Heroes:

“There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. There is only an eternally new now that builds and creates itself out of the best as the past withdraws.”-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

My Blog

Trojan

the view through life's little windowsis incompleteI miss the sight of my mothercooking pot roastand my friends dancing with mad grinsand kissing hard in the dark recesses of the barthe corner storewi...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 12:54:00 PST

Purvis say

There is no bravery in endurance.
Posted by Tumbleweed on Thu, 27 Sep 2007 05:16:00 PST

My horoscope today

I never believe in these things until they make me want to. Cancer June 21- July 22 You've got so much going for you but if you are afraid to make changes you may miss out. Travel, discovering new opp...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:15:00 PST

nature

The rivers flow out to the west.Bird's song floats from nest to nestFish swim against the silver grainCoyote sings across the plainThe setting sun still trails the moonand the white clouds whip across...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Sat, 22 Sep 2007 04:33:00 PST

Happy days

At night there was pain in my bones from the relentless assault of passing time. Somewhere a buffalo roamed in a circular pen and polaroids were $5. Further off a boy and his girl tried to get lost in...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 09:11:00 PST

Water

I give away my things and suddenly posibilities spring forth like desert springs And I realize That I've been thirsty For too long And that your throat gets dry Singing someone else's song And i...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Mon, 17 Sep 2007 06:08:00 PST

Boy thoughts

I guess we could talk about the time two young men sat on the steps of the old red bricked museum, whose frozen insides trapped the spirit of vanished Indians in staged dioramas. In the cold dese...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 09:31:00 PST

The dreamers debt

The dreamers debt is hard to pay impossible it seems One endless search For perfect truth exiled to death and dreams    
Posted by Tumbleweed on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 06:44:00 PST

Shared beds

The darkness faded in the morning light Revealing wrinkles that stretched like desert canyons From the corners of your eyes Skin draped thin and pale Over your bare shoulders That peaked and...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 08:44:00 PST

My fake tooth

Pain in my mouth From my fake tooth and in my bones from faded youth And I really can't remember care free days And when my father speaks now I feel what he says on phone calls long distance &nbs...
Posted by Tumbleweed on Wed, 22 Aug 2007 09:10:00 PST