A Familiar Face Without a Name…

Apr 13, 2007 10:40


We are born to die.  We live with an unquenchable hunger.  Over time our tastes change as we devourer experiences, trials, happiness, and an infinite number of things that are not quite tangible but do exist.  As we consume the world around us another one is constantly being reborn.  Imagination lends itself to inspiration which gives birth to ( Read more... )

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orientalspooge April 13 2007, 21:09:40 UTC
that was beautiful. so many aspects of your words are close to my heart. its good to know im not alone with the struggle to..exist and be content. to simplify and accept.

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datblowz69 April 15 2007, 00:44:22 UTC
Thank You

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govnor April 14 2007, 04:38:40 UTC
Mark, you've been on permanent depression since I've known you. I know it's a straight up goth thing and I understand it.

I will tell you again that you have accomplished so much. I respect you immensely. Everyone gets the blues from time to time. Just don't dedicate your life to them...

I'm halfway fucking with you though. But you do seem to beat yourself down sometimes and there's no need for it. You do have your shit together.

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