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OI!
This is a little info bout myself and my small little world that surrounds me! Well to start, I'm a poet having over 200 poems to my name which I must say im rather proud of will try to post some of my work time and again as I update in the site. Currently I am working on my second book which will be a full of a few horror stories I written over the years. Some of my interests inclue mountain and rock climbing and being in the forest among the beauty and awe of the tall pines and away from the bustle of society. Its still in the works as i am trying to get it from my mind onto paper but it should be done by mid-next year at the latest im hoping.  I also love snow skiing though I havent been for ages and plan to go as soon as I am able. I am also an anarchist and not the kind that screams destuction and death no my friends this is not anarchy just an idiot trying to grasp something he cannot begin to comprehend!
Below is some of my poetry! It will be going into my book that i plan on publishing very soon now. Enjoy!


SUBURBIA

Travel, if you will, but for a moment
Down a dark and narrow path
Winding listlessly downward
Unto the outskirts of nowhere
Where millions of gawking beady eyes peer out
From the livelihood of their skyward homes
That dwell to drown out
The clear blue skies that once did lie above
Here lies the home of the seemingly gentle beasts
Wearing the fairest smiles to draw you close
Only to wait for the most oppertune time
To snap its jaw down
Swiftly upon your friendly outstretched hand
To sever it cleanly off
And oh, how the breeze rushes to fill your lungs
With the purest air that has never before
Smelled so amazingly sweet
Between each gasp and choke
You despirately struggle to make in between
From the wretched waste you are so eager to ignore
And who could forget the enjoyment there is
On the hundred times you seem to scream
"Fuck you!"
At the idiot that aggrevates the mind
Ah, yes, how lovely is this wildlife safari
In the simple life, here in suburbia		 Against The Grain




Indeed is the travesty of defiling scars
Brought forth by the edifice of devastation
When the drowning pools of indulgence
Swell in the encumbering rivers of restlessness
And allow the faltered strands of listless emotions
To rise again from the depths from which they had settled
And ripple once more upon the stagnant rocks of remembrance
Here retains the very moment my soul most lies in peril
When I return to the deeper signifigance
Of where my dark realm indignantly resides
To relive the triumphs and tribulations
I have waged with blinded animosity
For valor of reasoning to actions that lie as barren as the landscape
And allow the deeper traces of demeaning irritants
To reap the countless years of rage
In the winds that blow with the chill of winter's breath
And rebuild the stronghold of failure's army
While my enemy's return upon the desolate banks of misfortune
Until, at last, I must indulge to turn away
And leave the battlefield so far behind
In the abyss of its self destruction
So that evermore I will come to learn
The gratification in the forthcoming of purity
That I strive to vindicate these foul demons dwelling amiss
Purging their illicit scars I have forbore too long
In the sinking degradation of misery
For the seasons of redemption
Now forge to cleanse the journeys yet to come
In the yearnings for discovery that urge me onward
For better days than these.



ADU


Oh fair not ye simple men of dreams
To wade in the mist of doubt
Tidings undoing and values you crave
When your world is inside out
For what are you to return to
When you have gasped your final breath
But to lie here peacefully in the graveyards
And allow nature to make growth from death
Dreams are but dreams
And lives are but lives
But remember it is you
Who are maturing to die
Crave what you wish and need as you feel
But over one grave someone always will kneel
Head bowed low but remembering the times
How it must have been when you were alive



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We've returned to Phoenix again and have been here for two years. Things sure have a way of circling on ya dont they lol.




Below you'll find a link to my anarchy site which I have worked very hard on. I hope it enlightens you a little about what the meaning of anarchy truly is.


My Anarchy Site