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Name: jayson
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Metro: Toledo
Birthday: 4/12/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: art... drawing mostly. writing, poetry. psychology. such grand music such as radiohead, the mars volta, pink floyd, led zeppelin, incubus, interpol etc.... ah what else, being pissed off still that John Kerry isnt president 2008 yes. my cat squishes. the smell of the warm summer air. my celica, im obsessed. barbaque. basking in my own glory. being a blister in the sun. ill tell all my friends but they'll never believe me, theyd think that ive finally lost it completely? goto the stars and the meteorites.....
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Member Since:
3/27/2005
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i,ve broken 27 bones in my reverting hands.
holding.on.to.tight.to.what.must.be.let.go.
the city of people with irreversible plans.
i.hear.it.said.just.take.a.black&white.photo
i,ll be romancing a scapegoat to polish my shoes.
i,ll be holding ink and parchment with lines and x,s
it will be set on the table with deliberation, "just sign the truce"
i,ll think into a cartridge so it won,t effect us.
dying glass eyes,
cuspate pupils,
a drifty gaze,
to the brillant horizon,s salient edge.
g r i n d i n g t h e t h o u g h t s o f y o u r t h o u g h t s
t o . a . s o f t . d i s s o l v i n g .p o w d e r ,
with tooth and nail
[hehe]
[this picture makes me chuckle.]
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 the salt truck is spinning it,s tires
[ it,s all under control.]
gently sliding into telephone poles with hapless smiles
it,s raining they are working on the electric wires
[ t
h e s k y i s a b l a
z e a n d t h e r e i
s s m o k e f o r m i l e s ]
the corners of our eyes tell the real truth
]
locus of control
[ it,s ok we don,t have to focus ]
]
concrete.dust.and.grains.of.dirt.in.the.tear-ducts.
heads
are down in the
pavement.
]
down in the pavement.down in the sidewalk.
down in the pavement.
[ down.in. ]
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infectious worms keep slithering out my ears
the excess..... waste.
the thoughts, they ravaged before i got to hear them.
[silence.now.]
your picture fell to the floor, it is too quiet in this widowed room
brushing the cobwebs and dust with a corn husk broom.
with this
[ s . p . . a c e]
a being. a life and the lifeless.
{ [ thisspace. ] }
our scars on our face
behind bars we retrace
our sins on our lips
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| Democrat | | 75% | Communism | | 75% | Anarchism | | 67% | Socialist | | 50% | Green | | 25% | Republican | | 17% | Fascism | | 17% | Nazi | | 0% |
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turns out im a commie?? right. a commie democrat... commiecrat! YES!
damn capitalism and george w bush. in celebration of a classless
society and no capitalism i give you all free music... muhaha!
Via album and song recomendations... lately i have been delving into
obsercure british indie rock and lo fi (as well as ambient rock, ie:
Godspeed You Black Emperor! and Sigur Ros)... oh tis yummy.... now i
shall divulge : : :
::::Take These::::
Black Sheep Boy :-: Okkervil River
<(c)> For Real
<(c)> A Stone
Lost Souls/ The Last Broadcast / Some Cities :-: Doves
<(c)> Here It Comes[lost souls]
<(c)> N.Y. [the last broadcast]
<(c)> Sky Starts Falling [some cities]
Picaresque :-: The Decemberists
<(c)> Sixteen Military Wives
<(c)> The Bagman's Gambit
In The Aeroplane Over The Sea :-: Neutral Milk Hotel
<(c)> In The Aeroplane Over The Sea
<(c)> Ghost
F#A#oo :-: Godspeed You Black Emperor
<(c)> East Hastings
Ágætis Byrjun/ ( ) / Takk... :-: Sigur Rós
<(c)> Staralfur [Ágætis Byrjun]
<(c)> ( ) 4 [( )]
<(c)> Saeglopur [takk...]
::::: [FOOTNOTE] ::::: these
are only available for 7 days, thats one calendar week so don't
delay... if you wish for more of these guys go buy it, if you dont have
the money leave me a comment and ill give you more if you promise to
buy it.
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| the dead men lay dying for their choices
a drizzle of moon lit fog
the alcohol dredged pupils
a/swaying\swagger/down\the/alley
the worlds asleep and hes drunk
spindle of lies
[tightly wound]
needle of love
[dulled in repeated uses]
thread of family
[frayed by distance]
when the sunrises will we still be angry with yesterday?
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