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Ward

uncertainly

About Me

it all began in a sweaty bathroom stall just outside of the International Cosmic Zoo Exhibition in Greenland where i was to be left for dead immediately following a great pelting of cataclismic proportions to the brain...only, i can remember nothing other than the flashing neon sign that blinked at me from behind the toilet seat...it read, "In case of meaning, please flush"...it seems that i lost something that day.

How do you say "Please God help me" in paint speak?

I think I forgot myself.

We're sorry for your loss.

Oh, what murky waters wait
just outside our harbored hate
with shadows dark for sorrow’s sake
to drown us in their fury.

My Interests


Exploring the human condition - one mistake at a time.

Music:


Movies:

The Truman Show
Fight Club
High Fidelity
Platoon
Hotel Rwanda
The Thin Red Line
Aliens
Predator
American Beauty
Trainspotting
Braveheart
House of Flying Daggers
Fear
The Crow
Ghostbusters
Batman
Good Will Hunting
Rudy
Legend
The Shawshank Redemption
Memento
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
Reign of Fire
Almost Famous

Television:

No, Thank You...See my essays "Mass Manipula Downward Spirilla or Mass Media and the Conquest of the Flesh" and "The Culture of Now - Instant Gratification and other Dangers of a Technological Society".

Books:

. The Comical Tragedy or Tragical Comedy of Mr. Punch .
. Blankets . Maus . The Turn of the Screw .
. If I Die in a Combat Zone . Eyes of the Dragon .
. The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde .
. The Yellow Wallpaper .

Heroes:



Ward is Spider-Man Spider-Man 90% Batman 80% Superman 80%Robin 70% Green Lantern 60% Hulk 45% Iron Man 45% Supergirl 40% The Flash 40% Wonder Woman 20% Catwoman 15% Ward is intelligent, witty, a bit geeky and has great power and responsibility.
Oh, and he looks good in tights too!
Well...okay, maybe not.
...but he IS geeky. Click here to take the "Which Superhero am I?" quiz...

My Blog

we’re sorry for your loss

This is another poem I wrote for Dustin a long time ago.  It's actually a compilation of quotes from various places, mostly from songs. we're sorr...
Posted by Ward on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 08:00:00 PST

it wasn’t me!

I can't do it.I keep thinking of his family -Mother weeping in her pillow,fingers clawing at her own neck,children walking alone across some dark stagewhere in the air hangs a cloud of silenceand raci...
Posted by Ward on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 11:01:00 PST

audiophile

waste you give to me.pounding through my brain,your march of tiny mendestroy all i'd be.time you take from me.waiting to beginever provoking my greatest sin.scream into my mind beneath my sweaty sk...
Posted by Ward on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 09:59:00 PST

fantasy

I would like to slip away right now.Sliding like a blade  slanted, gliding and drip to the floor one tiny pool,away and silent still lost in some faded dream remembered.You can call me tomorrow,b...
Posted by Ward on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 09:40:00 PST

pieces

sinkinto a cloud of broken shards of glasscutblood flows free into the airstarebroken reflection of what i used to bemeltaway goes the last thread of melostnot myselfsands slip silently through my fin...
Posted by Ward on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 02:15:00 PST

no measure of days

silenceto even the windwho creeps through these willows pronouncing our sinsto golden rays who paint bitter leavesthat when shaken had fallen so easilydrifting in the dark quietly downas my spirit now...
Posted by Ward on Wed, 24 Oct 2007 02:10:00 PST

Shedding Hyde

Be forewarned.  This post is actually a school paper on "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde".  Prolly should have mentioned that before I had you guys read it...oopsShedding Hyde &...
Posted by Ward on Wed, 17 Oct 2007 06:47:00 PST

human frailty

I'm so distracted.  All i want to do is paint or write.  create something.  all that is pent up, all the time I have wasted since January.  My life suddenly unpaused.  falling...
Posted by Ward on Thu, 11 Oct 2007 01:08:00 PST

past present future

the thought crossed my mind that i had graduated to a more mature pain.  it is different now, that's for sure, but it is not better, not purer, not deeper.  that could never be.  am i i...
Posted by Ward on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 09:37:00 PST

some poems for dustin

Phone CallBroken thoughts stumble on her sobs.A monstrous gorge splits ethereal earth.Below, a silent current pulls time away.Her words lost amidst rushing water.I think, perhaps, I haven't heard them...
Posted by Ward on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 06:18:00 PST