. Well don't mind me singing sweet melodies of dancing pixies that fly around your heart while dazing about diving into your soul and creating a dreaming dream of constant and neverending suns that will only set in the blankets of your soft hugs or your warm embrace or the smallest of small things that make you who you are.. My deal in life.... hmmmm.... It's the sweet little songs that we all hum in our heads or quitely whisper to ourselves, those silent songs that give true melodies to the tone of our lives.... I've always just loved all the little things about a person that makes them who they are, everything from the way a person fiddles with their fingers to a simple song that can't be put into words and is and always should be heard by that one soul who is in their right mind to listen :)
I guess that's a different way of describing my deal in life...
Crazy huh... ohh well... i am who i am... haha
I am Here for:
Watching the snow fall from my head and wondering
a shower's noose and why a sponge has to be involed in a world that is in confusing silence to the government that
only shines shades of dirt or rainbow's created from the oil that seems to be the lifeline of a state of publi
c withdraw when we all decide that our medicine's
and our drugs aren't that effective
and our world would be better off without this black
tar that seems to dictate our societies
reasoning for tucking
our shirts in and fluffing up our collar's with
some kind of intrepid soul detector
that gives more than a dollar and is filthier
than a swan swamped in a spill that we designed by giving
control of understanding and all the time being
disconnected to the fact that
"we the people"
have been medicated and are fully numb to what a purely
salted government has to do with dictating the life
of a somber soul that needs only one more pill
or one less gallon of milk
to be fully insane and fickle the existance
of purity by bashing the worlds that are
crashing into eachother with explosive desire and furious resolve
to try and change the realities of me and you
and us as a whole who would rather react to the herd
around them before making a decision to stand out
and creep up on the authorities
that surround our wicked upper mass
of a design only to find that creations of revelations
can only be accomplished by clever souls
that don't needs friends and won't make a reality of what a nuclear family would decide a government of a reality
should make us think and feel and fully settle to feeding
the demons that drive the trains
that flow through our small towns and big cities like a bashing crazy plain that only arrives to get what's owed
to him and always leaves a thought or two of being scared
and hiding in the sacred hole
that we've all dug in our lives to try and fit in
with the crowds around us with full knowledge that our voices
should be heard and our mind's thoughts
should be filled with truths that aren't designed to be lies
of believer's that control that realities
of the american soul that i've found is fully numb
and naked without desire to conform to any of the standards
that we have built with blind knowledge
of burning fields and craving green smiles
that only look and stare at the world
that they have designed and the mentality they've created like GoDs
of their time or a standard without a cause
that i can only see from beyond the box that i drew myself
and put my soul in to cover my weak desire for a dream i had once
of truth in the system
and rainbows that actually have something
good and true at the end with full knowlede that i've been to the end
of that reality and i've seen the puddle of oil
that was spilled to create that rainbow of beauty masking
our society with bliss and wonder at what we've become
BliNd
and for what? to escape the memories
we as a crowd have put ourselves in the shadow of a man
that dictates the puppets we've all become...
Hobbies:
Something i've had on my mind all week... I think i'm in the wrong business.... maybe it's time for Change... Should i follow the Blind Melon?
Well hmmmm.... I think i over think most situations and am much happier in my own little world with my books at home than out in the world or the bars or clubs or what not.. But true bliss to me is being found.. or finding that one moment in life that i can set apart from the rest of my realities and beg and plead with the angels above to create an entire world around it...
Consumed... i tend to work more than i should..
Open... Only if that person is willing to read my soul..
Trendy... A name i try to stay away from...
Honest... You always get the truth from me.. like it or not
Feelings... I tend to get hurt more than i lead on..mostly i just crave a candy bar now and again
What drives me?.... The thought of bliss.. one day..
My right... is most of the time other people's wrong..
Will i fit?.... life's a puzzle to most.. i'm just finding my fear of never fitting into that jigsaw of a life created by my own thoughts with open eye's deafening ..
Favorite Movies:
The Godfather (1972) 181,950
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
Sherlock Jr.
Bringing Up Baby
Inherit the Wind
Sweet Smell of Success
Brazil
The Searchers
Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl
Doctor Zhivago
Central do Brasil
Ikiru
No Man's Land
Harold and Maude
Festen (1998)
A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)
A Man for All Seasons (1966)
Little Miss Sunshine (2006)
In Cold Blood (1967)
Planet of the Apes (1968)
Favorite TV Shows:
House....Heroes....The Office...
Favorite Music:
A perfect circle, tool, PJ, Tori, the doors, hendrix, ummm... anything... haha
I Love:
Better dreams diving under my skin and supernatural floods filling my soul with wisdom and depth that only came realized while trashing my faults and feeding off my negativity in almost a demonic destruction of a solid rock of a soul that just took a nudge to start to glow again.... I'm always gonna start tomorrow and that wicked word of a day still hasn't come to pass, or am I trying to hard to find tomorrow? Is it a day that I just have to let happen on its own? or do I have to physically force the world to turn until the sun rises on a brighter day that we all call "the next day of the rest of our lives".... I think I’m awake now, this is way to lucid to be anything other than the grand finally or the world cup to a drinking contest where everyone but me has totally passed out...
Ya kno what...anyone can finish this thought.....
