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About Me

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Corporeal Animation

If a look, a thought, a wonder, a peer
Into the fire and flames you seek.
Then it will burble and bobble, Then smoke and sear
Your optics, your nerve, your brain so dear.

Venture forth with no regard
To the icy lands of Stark and Naught.
Trembling, shivering, gashed and marred.
Only to be remembered by the tales of a bard.

Banished to the bowels of the underlow
Syphoning life out of dear old death
To escape the clutches of a treacherous foe
And back to the surface you shall go.

Jason AIM - IceyPyr0

If you would like to read some of my poetry go to My website

My Interests

Doughnuts

My favorite color is green

Eye fetish

1.619

3.14

D&D

Words

Distractions

I'd like to meet:

Anyone that wouldn't mind meeting me

Curveball High Score - 31510 What's yours?

Music:

I'm a collectic

I love most types of music

Movies:

I'm a critic

Television:

I don't have cable... and yet I still watch Grey's Anatomy and Heroes.
These shows are all I need for tv...

Books:

Give me Sherlocke Holmes riding atop a red dragon clad in mythril armor fighting an army of a thousand in search for the buried treasure of Edgar Allen Poe's lost poems.

Literature... The sweet nectar of life.

Heroes:

Anyone can be a hero... Especially during a time in this world where heroes are vastly needed.

My Blog

ZeitGeist

www.zeitgeistmovie.comIt's 2 hours, make sure you have enough time to actually sit down and watch it.Let me know when you've finished watching it.
Posted by Penguin Boy on Sun, 16 Sep 2007 07:36:00 PST

Banished

Through The Desolate Desert I RoamI am as a PariahCut off from the feelings you so badly would love to expressYet, instead you exasperate them, and bind them, and strangle them.And you withhold every ...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 12:54:00 PST

The father, the son..

And the Holy GhostI'm a ghost, trying to reach out to someone,Unable to feel her grasp.I can put my hand through her chestAnd feel the beat of her heart.I can press my lips against her forehead,Put my...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Fri, 07 Sep 2007 01:59:00 PST

Boom Sounds the Beat

Don't drum on it... it may look strong but it'll break.Don't strum it... You might like plucking the strings, but you're not ready if it snaps and recoils back at you.Don't sing to it... It may sound ...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Wed, 29 Aug 2007 02:06:00 PST

In the Shadow of the Sun

I creep beneath the starsAwaiting their dissapearance.Their vague blend into a backdropSet within the confines of our world.I creep beneath the starsAs an ant underground.Awaiting a bladeTo dishevel t...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Fri, 24 Aug 2007 02:04:00 PST

5:00 AM The Dawn of a Day

The sun shines brightly upon my window, and I sit.... and I wheep... and I wonder... why...Why do I have to see the sun come up every morning...Why can't it be while I'm with someone I care about...Wh...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Mon, 20 Aug 2007 02:04:00 PST

Browser Wars IV: A New Hope

(Excerpt from the Browser Wars being over thread on slashdot (April 18th)) http://slashdot.org/articles/07/04/18/1510250.shtmlLuke Spyglass: "You fought in the browser wars?"NCSA Mosaic: "I was once a...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 05:10:00 PST

Illusionary Factotum

Being completely and utterly fascinated with reason is reason enough to be completely and utterly fascinated with fascination. What is it, of something, that would make anyone stop to grab hold of it?...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Mon, 30 Jul 2007 05:58:00 PST

Impractical Practicality

Complacency eats at my heart. Why am I so okay with things always turning out the way they do...? Well, I guess I'm not as okay about things as I think. But, at the same time, this stuff just doesn't ...
Posted by Penguin Boy on Sun, 22 Jul 2007 03:05:00 PST

Do all volcanoes erupt...? or can some stay dormant forever?

I'm drenched in apathy and the misanthropic air I breathe boils a hellfire in my heart.
Posted by Penguin Boy on Thu, 12 Jul 2007 07:08:00 PST