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| Age: | 35 years old |
| Sex: | Male |
| Location: | Blackheath, London, London and South East |
| Country: |  United Kingdom |
| Last Login: | Nov 30, 2009 (2 days back) |
About Me |
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| I write stories of cats and
cranes, of crows and turtles... of me and you and all the dreams man can muster
to bring about the awakening of our hearts and souls - throughout time,
throughout lives a thread can be found and it is this that interests me... the
small and silent moments where we consider life to be something so lovely and
full of such wonder that it is possible we might just sparkle away, up and into
the stars x
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My Interests |
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I'd like to meet:if you could stand staggered and struck dumb beside me filled with awe at the rising sun or the motion of clouds across the moon... then by all means... mail me.
omnimesis is a Giant Man-Eating Plant that eats Rocks, emits Clouds of Inky Smoke, has a single Horn on its Forehead, can Phase in and out of Existence, and lives in the tunnels of the London Underground. Strength: 5 Agility: 4 Intelligence: 2 To see if your Giant Battle Monster can defeat omnimesis, enter your name and choose an attack: fights omnimesis using |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | Single |
| Ethnicity: | Other |
| Hometown: | the sea |
| Occupation: | 11 |
My Blog |
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Hillundria intro |
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| At the end of each day, as the mighty sun sets and the final shards of light withdraw themselves from the world, the shadows set in... and with the shadows come the things that dwell within. With the ... Posted by on Wed, 01 Apr 2009 18:25:00 GMT |
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harp |
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| Seems there is no choice down here, no avenue or path to take save for that which brings one into conflict with the other; through duality, through the sheer grinding reality of separation comes compl... Posted by on Sat, 07 Feb 2009 18:14:00 GMT |
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there are moments when markers take the life out from under your feet |
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| Soft and compulsory strings, edged with the morning dewHold my heart to you, bind my fevered fingersAgainst your skinTo leave trailsFive by fiveAll along your armsRunning with your veinsPast the arc o... Posted by on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 00:22:00 GMT |
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preference |
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| If I were to leave one stonePlaced well upon the groundSo that it might be discoveredAnd heldI would embed into its coreA jewel of such beautyThat when held up to the sunIt would singIf I were to leav... Posted by on Tue, 14 Oct 2008 00:19:00 GMT |
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in quiet moments, in slow and subtle ways its nature is revealed |
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| The ocean licks up against the shoreline And I wonder where you areAnd how you allow me to continue like thisAbsent from you, Taking ages and tides into my selfWhy this long wait, why this incarnation... Posted by on Mon, 13 Oct 2008 22:58:00 GMT |
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happening |
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| The frost sets in fast tonightUp on the terrace it fallsSettles upon skinWriggles inside bonesAnd brings breath to hangIn airLong seconds tick themselves to sleepSlight moments tied and wrappedI am so... Posted by on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 00:12:00 GMT |
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full, crescent or eclipsed - the moon remains |
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| The crane tilted his head sideways"Whatcha doing cat?" he askedThe cat looked up at the crane"What does it look like boy, I'm singing" she repliedThe crane hopped down to where the cat was and said"Ye... Posted by on Thu, 25 Sep 2008 17:44:00 GMT |
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in every mirror i seek my reflection, in every eye i long for my heart |
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| When such things occur, like soot may formAround the base of your heathLike your ground may become unevenFrom your passingThen love this eventIt means your fire has burned brightlyThat your journey co... Posted by on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 00:23:00 GMT |
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in all places the dream may remain |
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| The fine, the fairThe well weatheredAnd slightly discolouredBy the sunThe soft and thinningSpanning between polesCollapsed and held underWeighted by timeThese moments and markersThese small pieces tha... Posted by on Tue, 09 Sep 2008 22:53:00 GMT |
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amusement park philosophy |
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| There are many ridesAll rides are good All rides are differentBut there are many rides(c) Posted by on Sat, 06 Sep 2008 15:00:00 GMT |
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