** There was never a moment in my youth when I ever thought I would have lived this long, nor done as much as I have... the surprises of life continually amaze me. Call it destiny, predeliction, fate, blood memory, whatever the concept or explanation for it I'm not sure. But, I know that my true desire(s) have never changed and that the only influence upon them have been my decisions -- good, or bad -- and the responsibility for those decisions rests solely on my shoulders.** Now, I face the return to the eyes and life of that young artist I once was, and whom I have always been: poet; photographer; writer; social commentator; compassionate observer; unflinching friend or enemy; shade-tree motorcycle mechanic and gardener; sunset and moonrise watcher; explorer. This "ride" we're all on, is waayyy too short -- I know this. You've either gotta give up and get out of the way... Or hop on, kick the engine to life, grab the throttle and twist the grip !** Some photos of mine, go to: www.deviantart.com then search by:oldeyes** Some poetry of mine: www.poetrypoem.com search "azpoet". It's a free space and limits language.Get MySpace Layouts from nUCLEArcENTURy .COM OR create your own using MySpace profile editor !!!
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