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Al

The weakness of your person angers Al.

About Me

To live is a perilous, harrowing ordeal. And yet at the end of the day it is a fact that most of us will short change ourselves, confusing strength for weakness while discounting the stock we once placed in our own person. It's the best kept secret really; we are each of us stronger than we were ever taught to realize.I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4

My Interests

writing, drawing, running, martial arts, anime, poking people, and junk

I'd like to meet:

Everyone. No one. All those people in between. I enjoy people.

Music:

Anything but country. I especially like jazz.

Movies:

Sci-fi, action, drama, epics and anything with Catherine really

Television:

blah. tv sucks. excepting adult swim. adult swim is spiffy.

Books:

Far too many. A few come to mind though: Ender's Game, Shogun, Seventh Son, Watch for me on the mountain, Atlas Shrugged

Heroes:

There are people I respect. I don't believe in heroes though. If anything we are own heroes.

My Blog

Im tired

For a long time now I've been struggling with a question. Longer perhaps than I can or care to remember. Nothing fancy really, in fact it is apparenlty an age old topic thats been done to death. But f...
Posted by Al on Sat, 03 May 2008 01:48:00 PST

Amok

Do not look to me, I cannot save you. As lovely as the thought of flying might be one has to be willing first to stand. Find your feetAnd make em' tough, harder than rocks and glass and nailsShore the...
Posted by Al on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 12:21:00 PST

unfinished

Fake smiles plastered to the sides of brick for dress up and make believeWouldn’t amount to much if we didn’t take them for serious/accept them for granted
Posted by Al on Tue, 25 Mar 2008 01:59:00 PST

Craze

I find my mind becoming cluttered of late with the mundane busy-buzz of everyday living. I go to school apparently so that I might have a future, I go to work so that I might support myself now. But w...
Posted by Al on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 01:44:00 PST

Mirth

And I wonderIs it wrong of me to think of youHow many times did we stay out there standing in the rainCloser than a touchPretending to observe each other at a distanceYet sharing the same breath all t...
Posted by Al on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 01:16:00 PST

Look

Give me your hand-And as the horizon bleeds away recall that time you smiled at me in the rain. What did you say?And it all falls away so quickly, north and south, all those strange directions to and ...
Posted by Al on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 01:54:00 PST

Move

The movements thmeselves are each specific, specialized. But there is an awarness between them as each flows into the next, running together in a rushing wave of blocks and strikes. When per...
Posted by Al on Sat, 15 Sep 2007 10:52:00 PST

Nocturne

I've seen those spaces betwixt the dream and the iris of an Oracle's eye. With these spindly fingers I've traced the outline of all the avenues of the rainbow and touched the highest heights of the s...
Posted by Al on Tue, 12 Jun 2007 12:02:00 PST

Daydream

I awoke yesterday to find that four years had passed. And while I think I feel very much the same my memory serves me differently. Because a few years have created a person so wholly unlike what ...
Posted by Al on Wed, 21 Mar 2007 03:07:00 PST

Song

Beyond the flitty attraction of desire there exists a thing I cannont decern. It is strange, to need what you want. And mean it. But if you took a moment to think about it I think you might know, migh...
Posted by Al on Wed, 24 Jan 2007 01:28:00 PST