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michael

cactusrose

About Me

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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

randy childress . . .

Music:



Movies:



Anybody here? Hey, Old Man. You home tonight?
Can You spare a minute. It's about time we had
a little talk. I know I'm a pretty evil fellow...
killed people in the war and got drunk... and
chewed up municipal property and the like.
I know I got no call to ask for much... but
even so, You've got to admit You ain't dealt me
no cards in a long time. It's beginning to look
like You got things fixed so I can't never win
out. Inside, outside, all of them... rules and
regulations and bosses. You made me like I am.
Now just where am I supposed to fit in?
Old Man, I gotta tell You. I started out pretty
strong and fast. But it's beginning to get to me.
When does it end? What do You got in mind for
me? What do I do now?

Books:


sufficient to have stood, free to fall . . .this is not the bible

her heart beat solemnly and her breathing slowed as she grew smaller and smaller and then disappeared—and she had never been

had she thought there was no meaning in life, no purpose, when God had gone? yes, she had thought that. 'well there is now,' she said aloud, and again, louder: 'there is now!'

and it is one of the bitter anxieties of the thinker to see the shadow over the human soul, and to feel progress asleep in the darkness, without being able to waken it

Heroes:


^^turnip and rosalie were two birds . . . making music and being free was their thing^^