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Carthaginian Beauty

I swam through a sea of stars without looking back to shore. Faster than light bending time. Forever

About Me

Every morning I run and work out and after that I study philosophy, history and what ever else catches my eye. During the day I visit the finests gardens, museums, poetry clubs and in the evenings, I work. When work concludes I lay on the den on my couch discussing the passing times with friends and drinking white tea while listening to serene melodies.I'm a poet, a nobleman, a beauty, a sinner, a romantic, a narcissist, and an intellectual.

Sin dios soy nadien.
-Molochio

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My Interests

life, tea, self improvement, fine music, knowlege, wisdom, morality, swords, helping others, poetry, martial arts, culinary, wines, money, foriegn cultures, conversations, Italian fashion, fitness, beauty, crying, teaching, reading, rainstorms, fireflies, suicide, long walks, history, religions, and philosophy.

I'd like to meet:

Other poets, philosophers, brilliant minds, beauties. Someone to take naps with...

How do we know we're connected? If connectedness was another fad, then everyone would be connected or would they? How do I know if I am really connected? I mean I think I am, but what if I was subconsciously telling myself I was connected because thats how you stay alive?

Music:

Handel, Vivaldi, Mozart, Rameau, Hayden, Tchaikovsky, Grieg, good techno, classic hip hop, love songs, and melancholy melodies.

Movies:

Springtime In a Small Town, Tale of Two Sisters, Chaos, Jisatsu Sakkuru, Lain, Kadokawa, Run Lola Run, and The Dreamers to name a few.Mostly foriegn films.

Television:

I don't watch television... It doesn't do anything for me.

Books:

Anansi Boys, Wheel of Time, The Analects, Alexander of Macedon, The Complete Works of Aristotle, The Holy Scriptures, Techniques of Orchestration, Poems of the Masters: Anthology of T'ang and Sung Dynasty Verse, The Last of the Renshai, Ovid, Kiekkergard, Sun Tzu, Plato's Republic, the list goes on and on...

Heroes:

What is at a peak is certain to decline. He who shows his hand will surely be defeated. He who can prevail in battle by taking advantage of his enemy's doubts is invincible. -Cao Cao

The envious die not once, but as oft as the envied win applause. -Baltasar Gracian

If a bird does not sing, kill it. -Nobunaga Oda.

Seest thou these great buildings? There shall not be left a stone upon a stone, that shall not be thrown down. -Christ

The greatest happiness is to scatter your enemy, to drive him before you, to see his cities reduced to ashes, to see those who love him shrouded in tears, and to gather into your bosom his wives and daughters. -Genghis Khan

Adversity is the first path to truth. -Lord Byron

My Blog

Remembrance

Autumn comes and I remember you. The cool morning chill but without the feel of your hand in mine. The purity of the air yet unkissed by the scent of your hair. Long walks alone, along the same p...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Mon, 22 Sep 2008 02:31:00 PST

Long ago... Gazing in her eyes.

Within my love's eyes I've seen the dawn give birth to platinum moons and watched the moutains in all their majesty slide into the sea.  I've gazed and saw an endless for...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Thu, 07 Aug 2008 03:06:00 PST

My observations

My observations are such as this. Those who truly desire the wackness are not worthy of it.  But those who say, "No, please! Not the wackness... not the wackness..." It is upon them that it ...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Sun, 27 Jul 2008 12:35:00 PST

You sold your soul...

singing to myself, i close my eyes and think of you. while walking up the long, long flight of stairs to my door without feeling in my legs. universal numbness is spreading from my heart. the spl...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Fri, 04 Jul 2008 09:24:00 PST

Letters to Miên.

feeling dizzy from drinks.but still unable to sleep even though its past 4am...i find myself longing for the quiet life. a place deviod of all this bedlam and cacophony. but stepping out alone, t...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 02:46:00 PST

Do you ever think of me?

Sometimes i wonder...it's not that i'm not content in some ways but when the day ends and i'm all alone in a cafe, it's easy to see how empty this life has become as, slowly, i empty my jacket's conte...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Mon, 26 May 2008 08:10:00 PST

For summer...

Shall we spend the summer together? Streamside kissing 'neath the willows with wicker baskets full of fruit and our blanket on the grass.  Lay back with your head on my chest. We'...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Sun, 25 May 2008 11:15:00 PST

Evening out

Someday I will ask you softly... Let me brush your hair a hundred strokes for our evening out and in doing so become forever bound by those shining strands. Let me gently cup your...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Sun, 04 May 2008 12:27:00 PST

Passage

Lonely, lakeside... Watching the reflection of clouds on water drift, like white ships out to sea. I found myself wishing I could book a passage upon one of those distant ferries floating in...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Mon, 28 Apr 2008 11:45:00 PST

Bury me

Bury me in the sweet brown earth on a day so gray with clouds and rain, far from vines of condesention and clinging thorns of cruel disdain. Bury me in the gentle surf and set me slowly...
Posted by Carthaginian Beauty on Tue, 22 Apr 2008 08:57:00 PST