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sillyjump is a 32 year-old in Fort Worth, TX.

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age: 32 (Dec 17, 1980)

MEMBER SINCE: January 2013

occupation: Chai Wallah

into: Redheads, Script

sign: Sagittarius

i lost my virginity: 15, trying to make a baby

heroes: Woody Allen, Hermann Hesse, Darren Aronofsky, Thomas Paine, Anselm Kiefer

body mods: Charlie Chaplin piece, RHCP Logo, SP Logo

makes me happy: Beds, Inked Girls

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JANUARY 6, 2013 @ 09:24 PM | NO COMMENTS


I helped Jesus down off the cross
And apologized for his terrible loss.
All through the night we traveled at length,
And slept through the day to regain our strength.

Nights came and went, the stars at our backs,
Warding off evil and constant attacks.
Canvased the sky with our own selfish rain,
Filled in the holes to make sure we were sane.
Shedded our skin, with no way to know,
Where it would end or how it would go.

I trusted him, and he trusted me,
I helped him hear, and he helped me see.
Reason and fear, pleasure and pain,
That which must go, and which could remain.
Darkness and time, purpose and need,
The life that flows through this blood that we bleed.

Somehow the masses had got it so wrong,
But we took it well, and we played along.
Once they had finally seen what we’d seen,
They carved out their eyes and washed themselves clean.
Then they hung Jesus back on the cross,
And weeped without eyes for their terrible loss.

Safe from reason, no need to fear,
Pleasure and pain were no longer near.
Now came their purpose, they’d fulfilled their need.
Of course they asked Jesus, and Jesus agreed.
He’d hang around, they’d carve out his eyes,
Covered in blood is a clever disguise.
And what about the masses as they sleep through the lies?
Together, never lonely, ascend into the skies.
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