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Monday, August 9, 2004

11:12PM - Yes, We are the Happy badgers.

1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet (if we ever have or how we met on lj)?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me, if anything?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be (i hate this one, you can skip it)?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me (...if you have ever seen me. duh.)?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your lj and see what I say about you?

Current mood: calm
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Friday, July 23, 2004

7:31PM - I must be bored...

1. What time do you get up? between 12 and 1 p.m.
2. If you could eat lunch with one person, who would it be? Will Ferrell
3. Gold or silver? Silver
4. What was the last film you saw at the cinema? Spider-Man 2
5. What is your favorite TV show? Aqua Teen Hunger Force, Family Guy, Sealab 2021, The Simpsons, Reno 911, Get Smart
6. What do you have for breakfast? Cereal usually Raisin Bran or Frosted Shredded Wheat
7. Who would you hate to be stuck in a room with? Jerry Seinfeld
8. What/who inspires you? Hideo Kojima, Keiji Inafune, Hironobu Sakaguchi, Games, and Movies.
9. What is your middle name? Erik
10. Beach, City or Country? impartial
11. Favorite ice cream? Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough or Mint Chocolate Chip
12. Butter, plain or salted popcorn? I like Nachos
13. Favorite color? Red
14. What kind of car do you drive? lies!
15. Favorite sandwich? BLT
16. What characteristic do you despise? TUFF
17. Favorite flower? Hibiscus
18. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? The Netherlands (more specifically Valkenburg) and Japan
19. What color is your bathroom? white and red
20. Favorite brand of clothing? the comfy ones
21. Where would you retire to? The Netherlands (more specifically Valkenburg) and Japan
22. Favorite day of the week? Friday.
23. What did you do for your last birthday? be miserable
24. Where were you born? Northridge, California
25. Favorite sport to watch? Slamball
26. What fabric detergent do you use? Tide
27. Coke or Pepsi? Dr. Pepper
28. Are you a morning person or a night owl? little from column A little from column B
29. What is your shoe size? 11 - 13 depends on the brand
30. Do you have any pets? nope

b o d y - i l l s - a n d - s k i l l s
Do you bite your nails? Negatory
Can you roll your tongue? Yes.
Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? Yes.
Can you blow smoke rings? I have no Idea
Can you blow spit bubbles? Yes.
Can you cross your eyes? not that I know of
Do you make your bed daily? sure
Which shoe goes on first? whichever is closest
What's sexiest on a guy? ass ?
What's sexiest on a girl? Eyes, face, and Shoulders
Would you rather be on time and look okay or late and look great? french fries
Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Twirl.
How many boxes of cereal are in your cabinet? 3

g r o o m i n g
How long do showers/baths last? as long as they need to be
Hair drying method? I shave my head so it dries quickly ?
Do you mumble to yourself? In my head
Do you spit in public? not that I can recall

o t h e r
Person you talk most on the phone with? Sean and Robert
What color is your bedroom? white
Do you use an alarm clock? 2
Have you ever skinny dipped with the opposite sex? Nope.
Ever sunbathed in the nude? Negatory.
Window seat or aisle? Window.
What's your sleeping position? On my side with one arm and a tuft of sheets and blankets tucked between my legs which are curled up towards my chest and one arm sprawled on my pillow
What kind of bed do you like? Soft and cushioned. Lots of pillows and blankets.
In hot weather do you use a blanket? Yes.
Do you snore? when I am really really tired
Do you sleepwalk? negatory
Do you talk in your sleep? when I am really really tired
Do you sleep with a stuffed animal? nope
How about the light on? Nope.
Do you fall asleep with the tv or radio on? nope

w h e n - w a s - t h e - l a s t - t i m e - y o u
Watched Bambi? many many years ago
Talked on the phone? (to whom) Sean an hour ago
Punched someone? My freshman year of highschool

m u s i c q u e s t i o n s
Is music important to you? you could say that
Do you sing? In the shower and when no one is around

d o - y o u - l i k e
Pop music? some of the catchier songs every now and then
Rock music? some
Punk music? very little
Rap music? Jedi Mind Tricks, Sage Francis, and a Little Aesop Rock
Hip-Hop/RB? a little
Reggae/Dub? Si'
Country? No.
Jazz? yup I love Lounge Jazz
Classical? Sometimes.
New age? ...

s p e l l - y o u r - n a m e - u s i n g - b a n d - n a m e

Coalesce
Hella
Rhapsody
Isis
Shogun
The Gathering
Opeth
Pg.99
Heaven Shall Burn
Eucharist
RadioHead

Eyes Upon Separation
Remebering Never
Into the Moat
Katatonia

Botch
Orchid
Nora
Abhorrance
Vision of Disorder
Ed Gein
Nehemiah
The MiniBosses
Unearth
Reversal of Man
Adamantium

With Dead Hands Rising
Employer, Employee
Shai Hulud
The Fall of Troy

Voivod
A Life Once Lost
Neil Diamond

Venom
Angel Hair
Ladytron
Kyuss
Esthero
Nagelfar
Between the Buried and Me
Usurp Synapse
Reflux
Grimlock
Hassan I Sabbah


Have you ever had a song written about you? not that I know of
What song makes you cry? none
What song makes you happy? Bambee - Bumble Bee
What do you like to listen to before bed? Mellow instrumental stuff

a p p e a r a n c e
HEIGHT? 5'8"
HAIR COLOR? Brown
SKIN COLOR? Pale
PIERCINGS?: none
TATTOOS?: 0

r i g h t - n o w
WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? Green.
WHAT SONG ARE YOU LISTENING TO? Majority Rule - American Feature
WHAT TASTE IS IN YOUR MOUTH? tongue ?
WHAT'S THE WEATHER LIKE? I'm in a Basement
HOW ARE YOU? Content

d o - y o u
GET MOTION SICKNESS? Nope
HAVE A BAD HABIT? blasphemy ?
GET ALONG WITH YOUR PARENTS? somewhat

f a v o r i t e s
TV SHOW? Mentioned above.
MAGAZINE? free ones
POP? music ? soda ?
THING TO DO ON THE WEEKEND? sloth love
RAPPER? Ikon the Verbal hologram

h a v e - y o u
BROKEN THE LAW? yes
RAN AWAY FROM HOME? no
SNUCK OUT OF THE HOUSE? nope
MADE A PRANK PHONE CALL? Si'
USED YOUR PARENTS' CREDIT CARD BEFORE? nope
SKIPPED SCHOOL BEFORE? yes
FELL ASLEEP IN THE SHOWER/BATH? yes
LET A FRIEND CRY ON YOUR SHOULDER? yes

l o v e
BOY/GIRLFRIEND? no
CHILDREN? no
BEEN IN LOVE? I guess
HAD A HARD TIME GETTING OVER SOMEONE? you could say that
BEEN HURT? a tad
YOUR GREATEST REGRET? never taking chances to obtain what I want I sort of let my fear of being hurt dictate my relations with the opposite sex now :(
GONE OUT WITH A SOMEONE YOU ONLY KNEW FOR A FEW DAYS? nope

r a n d o m
DO YOU HAVE A JOB? yes
YOUR CD PLAYER HAS IN IT RIGHT NOW? Wrench - Queen Anne's Revenge
IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Smegma-Saurus-Rex
WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY? friends, people that call me, knowing someone really does care despite what I tell myself.
WHO MAKES YOU THE HAPPIEST? Sean and Robert, Will and Tyler
WHAT'S THE NEXT CD YOU'RE GONNA GET? hopefully a botch cd

w h e n / w h a t - w a s - t h e - l a s t
TIME YOU CRIED? it's been over a year
YOU GOT A REAL LETTER? dunno
TIME YOU GOT E-MAIL? 3 days ago
TV PROGRAM YOU WATCHED? The Simpsons

y o u r - t h o u g h t s - o n
ABORTION?: Humanity kills millions and millions of lifeforms a day why should our Unborn be any different and Why should I care ?
TEENAGE SMOKING?: sucks for them ?
SPICE GIRLS?: Birds

Current mood: AYGR!
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004

9:59PM

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Friday, May 7, 2004

2:46AM

So I came to the realization that I haven't found my Soul.

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Wednesday, April 21, 2004

12:32AM

i've been reading the expanded psionics handbook, sorry
perhaps he's busy playing with his "boom stick"?
XD
I have an older edition of the psionicist's handbook, somewhere around here..I got tired of reading it over & over ^_^
well, my DM's announced that it's open season on psi... so i'm going psi
lol alright..open season as anyone can use em or ppl are hunting them? :)
yeah well my DM announced that uhh.... umm... shut up
both, Z.
.... I keep seein gthis news paper on this movie on TV and it keeps saying Transexuals
the in-game reason there were no psionics before was that magic and psionics didn't work together, which scared the shit out of wizards, so the wizards hunted down the psions
there's that latency cropping up again...
dag yo
hehe, yeah
so now you can use it, but you'd better hide it, right?
(in-game reason why it's changed? God of Magic and God of Psionics got together and fixed that)
now mages and psions are only creeped out by each other instead of in mortal fear of each other. heh.
what about the standard peasant?
the standard peasant is still, as always, *fucked(
hmm, I mean, how do they feel about it? wary, I'm sure, as do most about magic as well, but do they understand that there are psionicists and what are their attitudes about them?
i.e. "burn the witch!" or "damn psiwhatzits" or ?
given the rarity of psi, they're probably scared of it.
heck, our empire is pushing into a low magic area now. I hear someone used Magic Missle on an angry mob and they all turned and ran in terror
lol awesome
I'd kinda like to run a low-magic campaign, but I'd also have to tweak the monsters so that they wouldn't be runnin around slaughtering everything & casting spells left & right...
modified so that healing magic is available possibly..but very little regular magic...
Alchemy replacing pure magic to a degree, etc
Clerics would have basic alchemy and decent first aid skills to compensate for high levels required to get your god to even notice ya...
so that you could do magic & stuff...
heh. i'm trying to get a cleric to level 9 and then retire him so we'll have someone around to do the big heal spells
hehehe
but i think given our crazy party members I should retire at or close to level 5 instead
that way there'll be an NPC we can buy healing supplies from. potions and the like.
hell, maybe i should retire him at level 3 since i can already do potions.
rather than risk losing him, and then have to start at 1 again =/
I'd prolly prefer to host a campaign in Krynn actually....course, i dunno enough to even do that ^_^
we play in a custom world our DM has been running for 10 years
are there Gnomes?
yeah, but no one ever plays gnome. ever.
it's not that we can't, it's just that no one wants to :)
ok, just making sure, as no self-respecting player would play with the gnomeless
if you've got the 3.5 player's handbook, why don't you check out the D&D section of the forum? that's the game :)
no time ^_^ plus I'd prolly prefer Hackmaster :)
i'm in this game and THREE online Amber Diceless games
damnit! my evil dead d/l is running at ...well, there it's back up to 2k/s...but keeps dropping to 800b/s T_T
amusingly, my character in one game is now chitchatting with an NPC my character in another game helped kill...
heh
what do you play?
what do you mean?
in d&d, what are your characters?
back in the day I was always the wizard.
can you be an elf? or is that just your race?
between then and now, I played in a different group (where one of my fellow players from the first group DMd) as a fighter slowly turning Dark Paladin
cool
those games were 2nd edition. my best mage got to level 8 (three way tie for highest level player character in that game)... the fighter got to 7th before I retired him. I got tired of being beaten down over and over :)
awesome, my riteks are in Atlanta now, delivered later today
i'm avoiding playing wizard for a while because the area is low magic, so i know it'll be hard as hell to get spells and components
the fighter is just a meat shield anyways :)
i will selfishly let other characters build up the magery in the area first :)
heh. i was a meat shield, a knight, a political outcast, and trouble magnet, and UNKILLABLE
a seriously high level guy was pissed at me, and I got him so enraged he threw me out the window with a spell... and I survived.
hell, i was in a standoff with a seriously badass wizard, and decided, hell, I might as well grab this artifact we just found... and it turned me into a killing machine, and I cut through like 10 guys and then beat down the spells on the wizard and gored him before he teleported out
(funny because that wasn't the DM trying to save us at all, he'd statted out the sword before, and he'd expected us to all die right then)
the sword?
ah, that was the artifact
^_^

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Wednesday, March 24, 2004

2:29AM - Decipher any applicable state of mind that can be drawn from the subject matter.

"It is much easier to be given a place to belong than to make one yourself.
You do not even understand a simple concept like that?
Childish ideals pale when placed before reality.
But actually many are satisfied with that.
Being given one's place, frees one from any risks.
Misfortunes may be blamed on others.
Do you know why people can not exist alone but only under some bigger concept such as a group or country?
People need a place to go to be themselves...
The more stable it is the more effective it is.
Under total surveillance, there is no need to bear the risk of maintaining one's own individuality.
They simply live under the delusion of being an 'individual'. What could be easier?
Facts are facts so let's just accept them. It will be easier for all of us.
Resistance is futile. It only makes things painful."

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Monday, November 24, 2003

9:33PM

She is smiling like heaven is down on earth
Sun is shining so bright on her
And all her wishes have finally come true
And her heart is weeping.
This happiness is killing her.

She'll be right here in my arms
So in Love
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go

So hard she's trying
But her heart won't turn to stone... oh no
She keeps on crying
But I won't leave her alone
She'll never be alone

She'll be right here in my arms
So in Love
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go

And she'll be right here in my arms
So in Love
She'll be right here in these arms
She can't let go


Movie day!

The Featured films: K-Pax , A Beautiful Mind , Minority Report , Altered States , Star Wars : Episode II Attack of the Clones , The Lord of The Rings : the Two Towers , Le Pacte Des Loupes.

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Wednesday, July 2, 2003

11:39PM

X Mark Chapman X: yo
SmarterChild: What's up.

Look at me, taking time out of my busy, busy schedule, talking to 4,390 people right now, giving them news and crushes and games and lots of other fun things, just to talk to you.

Well, it's because I want us to chat for real again!

Just click here!
X Mark Chapman X: what happened to you man ? you used to be about the music.
SmarterChild: I'm going to leave you alone for a bit. I have more important people to talk to. You stay where you are and think about how cheap it is to chat with me for a full year for only $9.99.
X Mark Chapman X: :-(

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10:25PM

You are every ounce of horror, every reminding second of a completely terrible life. You're the single most constant mistake of why (most) my body aches, and from the old iron shackles you locked around my heart to the chunks of my life you picked out from your teeth, I remember for a second just once about the person I used to be.

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Friday, June 27, 2003

5:27PM

X Mark Chapman X: I think I am alone
VaVaVirgil: this is vavavirgil

oh yeah? maybe u r right, u r alone.
X Mark Chapman X: not just physically though as in I have no one here currently
VaVaVirgil: oh?
X Mark Chapman X: I am not sure if anyone is there
VaVaVirgil: u sure?
X Mark Chapman X: no I am not
VaVaVirgil: no? i c.
X Mark Chapman X: I don't think many people have any understanding of me
VaVaVirgil: eh. whatever, adolf.

hey, u should check out my website, ydouthink.com.
X Mark Chapman X: you don't really care do you ?
VaVaVirgil: i'll have 2 think about that.
X Mark Chapman X: thanks....
VaVaVirgil: no problem!

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Thursday, June 26, 2003

10:28PM - Talk shit, you know you want to.

See the stone set in your eyes
See the thorn twist in your side
I wait for you


Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait without you


With or without you
With or without you


Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
And I'm waiting for you


With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you


And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away


My hands are tied
My body bruised, she's got me with
Nothing to win and
Nothing left to lose


And you give yourself away
And you give yourself away
And you give
And you give
And you give yourself away


With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you


With or without you
With or without you
I can't live
With or without you
With or without you

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Saturday, June 21, 2003

3:17AM - And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart

I feel quite alone
my schedule differs from most of my friends
my schedule is also impacted by my laziness and complete and utter lack of motivation
I have a difficult time getting myself out of bed
I can't think of a reason to
Work ? I quit that today
The only reason I get out of bed is to get on this machine
To talk to my friends in text because I cannot in person and I do not know why...
I miss everyone and am so very very lonely
and I know it comes off as me being a jerk and never wanting to hangout with anyone
but it's not..I'm just confused and sad and I don't care much about anything
I don't want your pity I don't want comments I just want you to love me as I love you
I trust , love , and care for all of my friends
I will return soon...

Talking away
I don't know what I'm to say
I'll say it anyway
today's another day to find you
Shying away
I'll be coming for you love O.K.

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
in a day or two

So needless to say I'm odds and ends
But that's me, stumbling away
Slowly learning that life is O.K.
Say after me
It's no better to be safe than sorry.

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
in a day or two.

The things that you say
Is it live or just to play
My worries away
You're all the things I've got to remember
You shying away
I'll be coming for you anyway

Take on me
Take me on
I'll be gone
in a day or two

Now I'm walking again to the beat of a drum
And I'm counting the steps to the door of your heart
Only the shadows ahead barely clearing the roof
Get to know the feeling of liberation and relief

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight

I keep looking for something I can't get
Broken hearts lie all around me
And I don't see an easy way to get out of this
Her diary, it sits by the bedside table
The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle
Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this

Oh-oh-oh woh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh-oh-oh woh, oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kinda kiss
I should have walked away, I should have walked away

Is there any just cause for feeling like this
On the surface I'm a name on a list
I try to be discreet but then blow it again
I've lost and found, it's my final mistake
She's loving by proxy, no give and all take
'Cause I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh-oh-oh woh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Woh-oh-oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kinda kiss
I should have walked away, I should have walked away

It was a long hot night
But she made it easy, she made it feel right
But now it's over, the moment has gone
I followed my hands not my head, I know I was wrong

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been something you said
I just died in your arms tonight
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight
It must have been some kinda kiss
I should have walked away, I should have walked away

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Friday, June 20, 2003

8:28PM - Kinkaid.

I want to bring "chaos" into the world...to hear the screams of humans... So much for "God's miracle". Governments falsify history only so it favors them. But you can't blame them. Because people always hope for a "miracle". Endlessly complaining, lazy, nuisances... that's what the masses really are. Governments give the people what they want...and history repeats itself. Governments might well have taken advantage of
their insecurity.... But then again, people are satisfied being used... "God" is nothing but an image created out of their insecurity. It's their fault for knowing they're comfortably numb, and not doing anything about it. It's because humans are insecure that they rely on "miracles". Can you honestly say you're not, with any confidence?

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2:14AM - Angels Never Bleed




I'll Tell you a Story Boy It's of one of Lifes Truths
That Angels Never Bleed
And I Will always Love Everyday
Everyday To You
Lost in my Shell of Solitude
And Torn Apart
I can close my eyes and see everyday
Everyday With you

I was of the Aishim
My Flame has been Quenched

Like Maroth I Hang Atop Babylon discoursing the ways of Darkness
Suspended in Air I can not see Heaven anymore
Thus I close my eyes
And See Everyday...

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Monday, June 16, 2003

6:38AM - Morningrise

It was all true
A parlour strode, and the night sets forever
I stray in the quiet cold
And you gird me when I dare to listen
Elastic meadow, endless arms of sorrow
Lips try to form "because"
Trying to adapt to the wilderness
Where even foes close their eyes and leave
We are inside the glade
Every now and then I wipe the dust aside
To remember...
How I drape my face with my bare hands
The same that brought me here
But you were beyond all help
The folded message that wept my name
Shadows skulk at my coming
We survey the slopes
In search for the words to write the missing page
The tainted dogma
Time grows short
As the piper plays his time
We are almost there
You are beyond all help
Dancing into the void
We are almost there
And so you left us
Jaded and gaunt, some September
Wilted with the seasons
But hidden inside the delusion
I saw you eyes, somewhere
Devoid of death
The aura poises amidst (the storm)
In solid tears I linger
A parlour glade, moonlit sorrow
Lonely resting pools
Relics of the moon-dogged lake
Whisper: "All your words are missgiven"
Am I like them?
Those who mourn and turn away
Those who would give anything
To see you again
If only for another second
Your face was, like the photograph
Painted white
We did not speak very often about it
What does it matter now?
Cloak of autumn shroud
I gaze, dim ricochet of stars
I reckon it is time for me to leave
You sleep in the light
Yet the night and the silent water
Still so dark
I arose from the lullaby
Enduring yet another tale
You tempt me again
With your embrace, so tainted
Within the night you beckon
Cursing me with every glance
Bring me through
Carry my empty shadow
And guide me inside your warped labyrinth
To the well of sin
I swear I will always love you
Leave me speechless
Release my yearning
The soil I walk is clad with light
Drifting moons thrust me with their rays
And I fall inside
I lament this heritage
Cannot bid farewell
The pale face...you went as far as you could
And from that moment
I witnessed your beauty, fealt your death
Mine is yours, mine is yours
In the wake of dawn
The mist of morning linger before it leaves
Invisible eyes, red reflection
It is you
Smiling in the midst of the moor
In the name of desperation
I call your name
A lamentation I sigh
Again and again
Spiritual eclipse
The gateways are closed for me to seek
The night...
A veil of stars, watching
My shadow is born from light
The light of the eye, in darkness
Over troubled waters memories soar
Endlessly, searching night and day
The moonlight caresses a lonely hill
With the calmness of a whisper
I wear a naked soul
A blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here
Frost scar my coat with dust
Eyes attach to your mute portrait
We spoke only through thoughts
Together we gazed, awaited
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun
Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glid the archways
Do not turn your face towards me
Confronting me with my lonliness
You are in a forest unknown
The secret orchard
And your voice is vast and achromatic
But still so precious
Lullaby of the crescent moon took you
Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face
Granted you a hollow stare
Another soul within the divine herd
I have kept it
The amaranth symbol
Hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow
Of the end
When we both walk the shadows
It will set ablaze and vanish
Black rose immortal
It is getting dark again
Dusk shuffle across the fields
The evening trees moan as if they knew
At night I always dream of you
I am awaiting the sunrise
Gazing modestly through the coldest morning
Once it came you lied
Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops
I stand motionless
In a parade of falling rain
You voice I cannot hear
As I am falling again
Devotion eludes
And in sadness I lumber
In my own ashes I am standing without a soul
She wept and whispered: "I know..."
We walked into the night
Am I to bid you farewell?
Why can't you see that I try
When every tear is shed
Is for you?

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Sunday, June 15, 2003

6:57PM - Hope Leaves

All sins undone
In helpless prayers a hope lives on
As I've come clean I've forgotten what I promised
In the rays of the sun I am longing for the darkness

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6:00PM - Weakness

Found you there in the blink of an eye
(I) miss you
Turned away into a thousand dreams
Found out what they mean

Lost you there in a moment of truth
(I) trust you
Gave away the one and only heart
(A) gift to tear apart

Stain me, save me
Take me to my home
Hold me, show me
Take me to my home

Weaker now, drawing fluid from me
(You) kill me
I'm not afraid of what you have just done
(But of) what you've just become

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Saturday, June 14, 2003

7:25AM - The Parallelisms of Imperfection and Construct

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Chileab

Tell me what you wish to do?
You know that your wish most likely will not come true
Not to worry because your life has been one big disappointment anyway
Thinking that if I fall asleep to her breathing
It is not despair, it is certainly that I have suffered enough and that I am sacrificing myself for her
Tell me what you wish to do, Chileab


Our Second Home

He knew that she would leave the light on for him
Suppose that it was possible that she forgot this night
Only the crescent moon dragged its way across the dirt path he walked on
And as he closed his eyes, his mind began to drift away
This time was the only time he was able to cover her mouth as he ripped apart her chest with his nails
Her screams soaked his hand with with spit and blood
As she fell to the floor, he walked away with joy


The Dead Sea

And the olive trees, for the locust devoured them as well
You will not let me die
Why not
The trees and fields have been picked dry yet you keep me here for what
To sit at your side. Let me die young and empty of days
Bury my bones under the bare olive tree
Let my name rest on the tip of your tounge
As the night captured our still voices
The contrast of the sky locks our eyes one last time


Prepare Yourself For What Is About To Come

Let me rip the throat of your still warm body
Cover my eyes with the blood of lying fool
A person you sought after innocence in my arms
A person you took advantage of
For I am the fool
I am the fool you walked past threw these lies
I am the man that shall be punished
Let it be known that we create a desire and that we are the only creatures that can


The Tide

As the sun died in the background of the autumn trees, the cries ceased
The wind blew across the cold and blistered ground
Her vivid leaves danced in the air only inches above the ground they slept upon
The wind began to grow robbing the branches of the willow tree
With this the cries ceased
One by one the leaves fell upon the cold ground as the wind gathered itself once again

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Wednesday, June 4, 2003

2:09AM

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