I'm not dead. My LJ, however, is in critical condition.

Oh, yeah, and...someone...is special. Sort-of.

(:-P)

This up-coming Tuesday is "Cafe Night," a night of original music and poetry, and a bit of dramatic performance. It opens at 7 PM, runs 'til about 9 PM, and admission is free; it will be held in the Amphitheatre at the Ignatian Center for the Arts (500 SW 127 Ave.). Snacks and drinks will be available (pastries, coffee, soda, water, etc.), and the ( Read more... )

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update at the request of the gap between two front teeth: I have updated today, and it has not been five weeks since my last update. ha - so there. :-P

just lie in bed
like everyone else
write poetry
like everyone else
feel justice fade
like everyone else
and consider yourself
like everyone else

lie with open eyes during sleep - that's the only way to keep cognizant of dreams

love brightly
blind ignorence
and pray
on light

"What is sacred?
 Of what is the soul made?
 What is worth living for,
 and what is worth dying for?

The answer to all four is the same:
 Only love."

"Women are the closest a man will ever get to God,
 and sex is the ultimate form of worship."

"You are an angel, and this Earth is our Paradise."

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