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Soul-Jah

With 5 feeble senses we pretend to comprehend the boundlessly complex cosmos

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Myspace Contact Tables1 - "Be civil to all; sociable to many; familiar with few; friend to one; enemy to none" - Benjamin Franklin++2 - "You cannot dream yourself into a character; you must hammer and forge yourself one" - James A. Froude++3 - "An eye for an eye would blind the world" - Ghandi++4 - "Experience is that marvelous thing that enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again" - Franklin P. Jones++5 - "Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere" - Martin Luther King++6 - "Laziness is nothing more than a habit of resting before you get tired" - Jules Renard++7 - "Doubt whom you will, but never yourself" - Christine Bovee++8 - "Every exit is an entrance somewhere else" - Tom Stoppard++9 - "I'm all in favor of keeping dangerous weapons out of the hands of fools. Let's start with typewriters" - Solomon Short++**Live by a few; consider the rest**::`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe."Beware the Jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun The frumious Bandersnatch!"He took his vorpal sword in hand: Long time the manxome foe he sought -- So rested he by the Tumtum tree, And stood awhile in thought.And, as in uffish thought he stood, The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, And burbled as it came!One, two! One, two! And through and through The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! He left it dead, and with its head He went galumphing back."And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' He chortled in his joy.`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe; All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.::~ Lewis Carroll::In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree : Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round : And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree ; And here were forests ancient as the hills, Enfolding sunny spots of greenery.But oh ! that deep romantic chasm which slanted Down the green hill athwart a cedarn cover ! A savage place ! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover ! And from this chasm, with ceaseless turmoil seething, As if this earth in fast thick pants were breathing, A mighty fountain momently was forced : Amid whose swift half-intermitted burst Huge fragments vaulted like rebounding hail, Or chaffy grain beneath the thresher's flail : And 'mid these dancing rocks at once and ever It flung up momently the sacred river. Five miles meandering with a mazy motion Through wood and dale the sacred river ran, Then reached the caverns measureless to man, And sank in tumult to a lifeless ocean : And 'mid this tumult Kubla heard from far Ancestral voices prophesying war ! The shadow of the dome of pleasure Floated midway on the waves ; Where was heard the mingled measure From the fountain and the caves. It was a miracle of rare device, A sunny pleasure-dome with caves of ice ! A damsel with a dulcimer In a vision once I saw : It was an Abyssinian maid, And on her dulcimer she played, Singing of Mount Abora. Could I revive within me Her symphony and song, To such a deep delight 'twould win me, That with music loud and long, I would build that dome in air, That sunny dome ! those caves of ice ! And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware ! Beware ! His flashing eyes, his floating hair ! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.::~ S.T.C.::A man said to the universe: "Sir I exist!" "However," replied the universe, "The fact has not created in me A sense of obligation".::~ Stephen Crane
C Colorful
U Unforgettable
R Rounded
T Twisted
I Influential
S Simple
W Witty
I Intelligent
L Lucky
L Little
I Industrious
A Adventurous
M Mysterious
S Secretive
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Music:

Electronica/Motown/Reggae - And when im in tha mood, R'n'B and Metal.

Movies:

Usually subtitled, sometimes black and white, occasionally animated.

Television:

Bruce Parry, Ray Mears, Unreported World, owt interesting.

Books:

Sci-fi, Political, Spiritual

Heroes:

Blokes in Daft Punk, Bob Marley, Kanye West, Bill Hicks, Bruce Parry, Ray Mears (kinda), Che Guevara, Zidane, H.P. Lovecraft, Conficius