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    dotsJournal: I'm Todaydots
    Mood: Lazy

    Everyone is lost, most find something materialistic to cling to but few find meaning in themselves.
    Christopher Bowen (Soulraven)

    ...Created 2004-04-25 15:22:38

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: Lazy

    Yesterday i made a decision, Today I'm a God.

    ...Created 2004-03-13 00:40:03

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: Lazy

    Today i made a decision to become a GOD! So, welcome to my world.

    ...Created 2004-03-09 23:04:23

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: Lazy

    Why, Am I so Lost?????

    ...Created 2004-02-12 23:09:03

    dotsJournal: dots
    Mood: Lazy

    How is it that in a world full of people it is always so lonely? All you set your eyes upon are shells of people who go on their way as if it is normal to feel nothing at all. These analgesia souls seek no pleasure to coruscate the eternal flame of life. hollow eyes lead to hollow lifes. So i will merely keep writing my words. and seek my own homage to a life constructed of faith and creativity.

    ...Created 2004-02-11 17:17:25

    dotsJournal: Clive Barkerdots
    Mood: Lazy

    What did he want from love anyway? A mate or a hiding place? Both perhaps. And yet hadn't he raged again and again against the witless contentment of his animal self, smug in its nest, in its ease, in the comfort of its own dirt? He hated that part of himself: the part that wanted to be wrapped in the arms of some beloved; that asked to be hushed and sung to and forgiven. What stupidity! But even as he railed against it, fled it, out to sea, he shuddered at the thought of what lay ahead, now that love was gone again. Not just the loneliness and the sleepless nights, but the horror of being out in the fierce, hard light that burned over him, set there by his own divinity

    ...Created 2004-02-03 22:54:29

    dotsJournal: Just a Quotedots
    Mood: Lazy

    "Sitting quietly, doing nothing, spring comes, and the grass grows by itself."

    ...Created 2004-02-02 17:09:55

    dotsJournal: Random Thoughtdots
    Mood: Lazy

    Asomtous weaving nothingness of our soul. We are virtuosos of immeasurable recalcitrant ordain only captured in thought. A fleshless soul consumed by ideas flowing swiftly into thine mind's eye. A eye that can not hope to view all but understands more than its owner. Thus, the owner must learn the function and ability of their own self. Must learn the adaptablity of the soul. Unlock doors that have never been opened is the hardest part of knowing oneself, as a paradigm of enlightenment. This is the path of our greatest thinkers not too merely know an idea but to understand. Therefore, in understanding can look at an idea at all available angles. Leading to not a single soul thinks the same and that's the beauty of everything take from it what you will.

    ...Created 2004-01-31 13:17:02

    dotsJournal: Ode To Oneselfdots
    Mood: Lazy

    i lounge among the lotus. Flowers with tongues that are loquacious fluent with nothing to say. Today, i love what i am, Poet, and tomorrow for what i write. i'll caricature the lazy ignoramus thrust upon every soul. I'm a minstrel delivering mirth and fickle with every verse.Words that edict a world eke towards my tour de force.

    ...Created 2004-01-28 23:08:29

    dotsJournal: Lovelorn Poetdots
    Mood: Depressed

    I hurt myself today. Merely a minutiae presence among talent and a mirage of my own talent. I'm a poet of misnomer. I'm an easy efface for society. In the book of life i'm a fly leaf. and to me fluentity doesn't exsist. I am a Lovelorn Poet, touchless and lummox in my own fleshy form

    ...Created 2004-01-28 19:40:17

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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    I, Plutarch written by HisNameIsNoMore




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