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About Me

Where else to begin but from the lip of a wound that never grows old?But which wound, which star, which womb to strip naked and drink from? What to make it say that hasn't been said before?Words have no words for it, nor meanings a god to come thundering with, or the truth, or a version of it.What icy space here to rub against summer suns, what silences to sit with in the toppled dark?

My Interests

My Little Treasure Chest .

I'd like to meet:

i met Him already:) but that Him is already gone:(

Music:

The cry of rain against collateral pieces of glass (suspended on the 50th floor of heaven)

Movies:

Frida, Lost in Translation, Frailty, When a Man Loves a Woman, Signs, The Pollock Story, Phone Booth, Snow Falling on Cedars, City of Angels, L'Femme Nikita, Foreign (particularly Russian) Art Films

Television:

Television enslaves me.

Books:

The Unbrearable Lightness of Being, Griffin and Sabine, Vincent (by Himself), The Little Prince, Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Paradox of Silence

Heroes:

My Prince.

My Blog

Thoughts

Midnight Blackest sky Outside my window I can see a stranger's tongue wagging and winding its way through its native streets. But this is not my home. I am the stranger here, with ...
Posted by Maxine on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Facet.

I believe that each and every person is a Good person. Despite cold stares, and sharp tongues-- each person is born innocent, and remains innocent if they allow it. Time cannot change innocence, or go...
Posted by Maxine on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST