I've been thinking about trying art again. You'll be the first to know.


The Mill1 The night was young but cold; winter was crawling from the North. Guarding a forest of oak and hickory stood a mansion Goliath would have gawked at. Two grand pillars of marble flanked the entrance facing west. The doors were made of the finest cypress and were carved as finely as a legendary cathedral. Servants took the fine furs of those invited to the ball. Beyond this lobby, a man in a blue coat and sporting a wig read the names of the guests. One man entering fought off a servant trying to take his coat and walked past the announcer without a glance. HeThe Mill


aeroplaneI'm like an airplane (jet) not quite as impressive as a 747 occassionally breaking the sound barrier when I'm about to crash into the seaaeroplane
all the passengers drown


TreesTrees— that time just before theTrees
turning moment—always the inevitability of
beauty.
Potential ever unrealized forever frozen and suddenly gone.


The Dark FairyShe flutters about my head a dark fairy With dangerous designs I had part in making And yet I desire to trade the loyal lady For one who's a habit--my heart breaking.The Dark Fairy
Without a second thought would I throw This old coat down the garbage chute? Do I have no greater mercy in my heart to show? Or do I make my bid, then, on the finer suit?
In the nature of man, is there motive to speak Plainly when matters of the heart are at stake? Or are the sons of Adam in the moral muscle weak And the greatest deceits their charge to make?
I am a progeny of this unfor
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Pleasingly deranged.
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Pleasingly deranged.
What do you think?
(please note that I am away this week - so it might be a little while before I get back to you)
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A storm is rising.
thanks for comin out, please come again
you must have come over from aldens page
well i am cooler than him
~the weegemeister~
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~~ you are my shadow, you bring the pain, you are the pleasure pulsing through my veins. blood to blood, life to life, my breath is you, the taste of night. ~~ shakespeare
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~~ you are my shadow, you bring the pain, you are the pleasure pulsing through my veins. blood to blood, life to life, my breath is you, the taste of night. ~~ shakespeare
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