age: 33 (Dec 25, 1978)
MEMBER SINCE: September 2003
occupation: television/movies
sign: sag/cap cusp
fantasy: the classic is always the best: two girls
crush: natalie portman
body mods: tongue stud, barbell in right ear
i lost my virginity: to the right person
into: Photography, movies, reading, nyc, shows, raw emotion, creative expression, free thought, fuck censorship, fuck the riaa, and fuck gwb
BLOGS
cannibal
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a dance of shadow
across a sky
dip the brush
and dab the canvas
speak to myself
the words
as he sings them to me
my eyes painting
the sky before me
the sun in my mind
translating this
imagery
into beauty
and the beauty
guiding my hand to
take pen to paper
his voice
the sun
my words
become
one
as
inspiration
flows
the sun paints the sky
the glow that covers all that i see
it is as if that sun is singing
in a harmony of color
and a torrent of a relentless caress
across my vision
the night
murdered
over and over
the stars
dying soundlessly
one by one
he seranades their
demise
as i recount
what i witness
i feel through me
dip the brush
and feed the canvas
what is this that
grows before me
but a dream
that will not give in
because reality
cannot be this surreal
the sun paints the sky
the glow covers all that i see
it is as if the sun is singing
in a harmony of color
and a torrent of a relentless caress
across my vision
the day becomes
a cannibal
eating up the night
his voice covering
the bloodshed
in melody
and my words
make it all
immortal
so that others
can see
what i see
as the world crawls
to life
===
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==
a dance of shadow
across a sky
dip the brush
and dab the canvas
speak to myself
the words
as he sings them to me
my eyes painting
the sky before me
the sun in my mind
translating this
imagery
into beauty
and the beauty
guiding my hand to
take pen to paper
his voice
the sun
my words
become
one
as
inspiration
flows
the sun paints the sky
the glow that covers all that i see
it is as if that sun is singing
in a harmony of color
and a torrent of a relentless caress
across my vision
the night
murdered
over and over
the stars
dying soundlessly
one by one
he seranades their
demise
as i recount
what i witness
i feel through me
dip the brush
and feed the canvas
what is this that
grows before me
but a dream
that will not give in
because reality
cannot be this surreal
the sun paints the sky
the glow covers all that i see
it is as if the sun is singing
in a harmony of color
and a torrent of a relentless caress
across my vision
the day becomes
a cannibal
eating up the night
his voice covering
the bloodshed
in melody
and my words
make it all
immortal
so that others
can see
what i see
as the world crawls
to life
===
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