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Joe:LOA

Cast away, We waste all day, fail to figure out, What is hailed to be ours.

About Me

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ABOUT ME Music: Industrial, Trance, and almost anything from any Genre that catches my ear.Art: Modern, Impressionism, Gothic.Food: Italian must be my favorite, I Enjoy most anything on a well designed menu. I love a good dinner, especially during a summer night in the open air. Red Wine Or Guiness.TV: None.Movies: Indie, Foreign, Big Budget. Now this is a passion.Sports: None.Clothing: Anything that works, except Fur.Party: I live in Cleveland. I love to go out and meet people, I don't know why. At times I'm extremely quiet. No Drugs.Religion: Darwin and Evolution. I'm not exactly Anti-religious, but I firmlly believe that if Religion didnt exist in the world, the world would be a much more pleasant place to live .Politics: Um, no. none. Most Politcians are ass's. I still vote though for what its worth.Sex: Hetro, not looking to get laid. Sex is appropriate only if your in a relationship or to drunk to remember (kidding). Sex isnt a novelty. Sluts suck.Importance: Honesty, Respect, Loyalty, Romance, Security, Love, Friendship, Family.I'm looking just to hang out, have fun, find a new friendship to grow, and learn something new. I'm willing to try anything once, and I never mind what people may think.This is the sound of poisons the sickness no one knows No one is crying for us this time as shapes are blown under miracles of snow Weave a circle around him three times You have to plan your moves at these times Our hearts are breaking one more song to goThese eyes are blind this is a pure thing These hands I kiss tragic as anything These eyes are blind this is a pure thing All splash and hiss beyond my measuringOnly anacrusis the main event remains Shameful and Naked out there in the great cold outdoors We have to learn these things again Bask in the iridescent glow They lead to something I don't know There is no doubt upon us when the greasy men come back againThese faded flowers precious as memories A vail of cloud correct as energy We had some good machines but they don't work no more I loved you once don't love you anymoreThese eyes are blind this is a pure thing These hands I kiss tragic as anything These eyes are blind this is a pure thing All splash and hiss beyond my measuring These faded flowers precious as memories A vail of cloud correct as energy

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I am a diversified person, with a call for detail down to the point of being obssesive compulsive. I enjoy having a large network of friends although very few I consider my closest that I'm willing to confide in. I see goodness in everybody, and can easly see a persons ambitions or ill intentions, but yet I'm fine to be corgial and respectfull with everyone. I'm independent, but feel as if slightly lost, and misdirected, looking for a meaning and purpose other than being in a waiting line.LIKES Atmosphere. Heat waves. Pints. Free time. People that make my day. Warm water. Happy drunks. Music and Music. Movies that stir my emotions. Romance. Art that I want. People watching. People browsing. Honesty and Truthfulness. A perfume that matches the woman. Halloween. True Love. Crickets. Architecture. Fireplaces. Paragraphs. Cleanliness. Beautiful woman. Fireworks. People that are being themselves. Intelligence. Country roads. Tropical storms. Shopping. Passion. Alone time. Darkness. Being startled. Relativity. Interior Design and color matching. Kind people. Responsibility. Waiting for aliens to land. Antique photos. King Kong. Sleeping. The Sound of trains. Science. Frog sounds at night. History. Friends that influence me. Red Wine and Pizza. DISLIKES Germophobic, don't shake my hand if your a guy who doesnt wash his hands on a regular basis, and don't dare touch my food with an index finger. Body and foot odor. People who chew with there mouth open. Girls who say "F**k" alot. Churches. Cheaters and Liars. Guys who brag about the tang they get. Looking into fast food drive through windows. Crime. An outa focus Movie at the theatre. Whores. Nose blowing in public. Waiting in lines. Weather below 80 degrees. Public coughing. White collar jokes. Seriousness. Fried Food. People not being open minded. Unflushed toilets. Believers who push.There ya have a bite. Cheers!Adios, :)JoeYou only live once, but if you do it right, Its still going to be wrong!

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My Blog

True Love

     I like this, but forgive the swearing, Starlit hit's sweet on this one, good girl! Funny.         ....
Posted by Joe:LOA on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 08:44:00 PST

Votive and Rosemary

    Little monkey votive burning sandlewood next to my rosemary plant. 6:30pm, drinking wine and cooking Spaghetti, fresh parmasen, basil tomatoe Sauce. Whole grain wheat noodles, Pinot Noi...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Sun, 05 Aug 2007 03:35:00 PST

Something Flavorful

Lola's Mac and Cheese 2 pounds rigatoni2 table spoons olive oil2 tablespoons peeled, seeded and chopped tomatoes1 quart heavy cream2 tablespoons minced fresh rosemary1 tablespoon kosher salt and fresh...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Thu, 28 Jun 2007 01:58:00 PST

The ecstasy of salvation

Spirits flow through a heart of golden bliss, turning to the page of smiles and tears to miss. A change that takes place. Freeing the mind of memories long ago from wounds that were to never heal. Gen...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Thu, 10 May 2007 08:55:00 PST

Why we don't exist

Theoretically we do not exist because of the infinite "size"of our surroundings. Our matter of life does not have any effect on a  much grander  and more realistic measurement of what r...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Wed, 07 Mar 2007 10:37:00 PST

Musical Talent

Ok, No Doom and Gloom Today, sorry about the last Blog Rant. Here is some interesting budding and established Musical Talent I have found on Myspace I think is very intriguing and deserve more at...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Wed, 21 Feb 2007 02:33:00 PST

Deep end

Im really having this revelation of what life  is all about, albiet somewhat confusing, and misunderstood, I came to the conclusion that it will never make sense. Searching, working, and looking ...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 07:52:00 PST

Visiting the Prisoner.

  Visiting the house of the Prisoner, Blue hue.
Posted by Joe:LOA on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 10:20:00 PST

First Snow Blanket this Year.

  Home from work at 5 am. Cell phone photo of my driveway. I love driving in the snow in the wee hours of the morning and I'm nearly the only car on the road making fresh paths.     ...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 02:49:00 PST

Faded Flowers.

This is the sound of poisonsthe sickness no one knowsNo one is crying for us this timeOur shapes are blurring under miracles of snowWeave a circle round him three timesYou have to plan your moves at t...
Posted by Joe:LOA on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 08:21:00 PST