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Ross (No Speak)

lick me, tont me, toy me, tease me..... hit me, beat me, call me sleeeeezy

About Me

I consider my time to be rarely free at all.First and foremost I am a student. My major is Film Radio and Television with specialization in Direction and multi-Media Production with a minor in Psychology (of sexual aspects). I do a great deal of writing. I have enough poetry to publish three full volumes by now.I DJ (more or less as a hobby) under the name Ross No Speak and I also produce my own brand of electronic music under the same name. If you’re into that kind of music you can hear it here (www.myspace.com/rossnospeak) at my music myspace. (or click my #1 friend)I do a great deal of philanthropy and other community service types of things. I also take the title of “Chairman of Fundraising” for my fraternity Alpha Phi Omega.Any free time I have on top of all that is spent working out, socializing, eating out and watching a really good movie.So… if I’m not studying or working at my day job I am more or less up to one of those things.I greatly enjoy use of words outside of the normal vernacular (for people who dont understand English... Im simply stating that I enjoy using "big words" and people with a good vocab)haha. !

My Interests

DJing, music production, film direction, film editing, film production, multi media production, Geology, Psychology, people who understand the word "Anthropomorphic" and helping some one out when I can.

I'd like to meet:

No SpeakBy Ross FalkIn the universeThere are no wordsNo facesNo voicesNo speakNothing more than a swirling vortex of dustInside another smaller swirling vortex of dustOn the surface of a smaller spec of dustSo what does that make us?In the cells of our bodiesThere are no wordsYes strange facesBut no voicesNo speakIs a cell aware that it is a building block for something greater?Are we (humans) aware that we are building blocks for something greater?Are we the "God" of our own cells?Or are we the cells of our own God?After deathThere are no wordsNo real facesNo real voicesNo real way to speakThere are so many places that a human voice can't goCompared to the universe we are insignificantWhat do our voices really matterIf they are never truly heardNo wordsNo facesNo voicesNo speak

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Music:

any thing that is more electronic than not and it must have a good groove or lots of feeling or i won't want any thing to do with it.

Movies:

SO SO MANY! Im a film student....

Television:

I love anything that makes me laugh.... so adult swim is gold... aside from that i really dont watch much television.

Books:

Any thing from Anne Rice and Max Brooksoh and my fave of all timeOSCAR WILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Heroes:

Oscar Wild (did you know he was gay? lol) Leonardo De Vinci (Did you know he was gay? lol) My wonderful mother Kim (No she is not gay lol)oh yeah and my cats Lexy and Sushi... (lol saying that makes me sound kinda gay lol)

My Blog

Behold the world a fool it makes on to me.

  This one shall be a two for one (half blog rant half poem).     Behold the world a fool it makes on to me With lackluster intent a sloppy foe I've made My love is worth nothing to...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Sun, 08 Jun 2008 02:26:00 PST

About the one I want...

The one I want, I can not have.   I wish I hope and I pray. I act well, do good almost grand things, and let others walk on me.   I give the world so much love, only to find that it never co...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Wed, 04 Jun 2008 10:43:00 PST

In Half Life (Why I dont speak to any one any more...)

In Half Life By Ross Falk In this lonely chair seeking muse for myself One can only notice my declining health Behold fore my new clean wit is indeed lost My inspiration dry the Devil will have me n...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Tue, 29 Apr 2008 12:46:00 PST

*rubs eyes* lts all a dream... none of this is real.

Cold Unconscious By Ross Falk Ice crushed soft under foot Melted deep into the skin Water dripping under root Unconscious walls paper-thin Fly fast over dry canyon crag To a grandmother's ageing s...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 12:54:00 PST

the song your hearing now... I produced that!

My 1 on my top friends is my music myspace...   tell me what you think.   check it out if you have not and add me!
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 11:18:00 PST

Your loseing me.... : (

I miss those days (back in the day) when I was just a nother off the wall crazy person... doing randome things with out really thinking about it before, after or during.... Now i feel more bound to re...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Thu, 08 Nov 2007 10:08:00 PST

rip it out to make a heart-shaped hole...

Hollow Hearts By Ross Falk Lips of poetry still sting all the sweeter Lies of the heart leave one hollow and weaker The shell of what I was, no more can take A lover's game& real or fake Heart's men...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 03:01:00 PST

Book sample!!!! MUST READ!

 On humble earthly angels..: By Ross Falk On humble earthly angels did we once see What turns to dust, fades away& right in front of me Love is gone far away, especially, from here For the thoug...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 11:16:00 PST

My good night poem....

Best dream wishes with good night kisses.From me to you with slight touch of dew.sleep well and rest so tomorrow you do your bestmidnight mistin an angel's fistshall make your doze and lift away your ...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 11:48:00 PST

What am I, a tool? Because thats how i feel...

Whose shoulder do I cry on when its always my shoulders being cried on? Why do I feel so alone in the world? (almost trapped in a cage SCREAMING at the top of my lungs but no one can hear me& Is it be...
Posted by Ross (No Speak) on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 12:11:00 PST