Author has written 86 stories for Humor, Supernatural, Action, Love, Family, Life, Politics, Song, General, Friendship, and Nature.
Well hello there intrepid traveler. It seems you’ve stumbled across my page.
Age: Never ask a lady her age.
Location: How should I know, ask MapQuest.
A Little Information: . I am a college student so there will be VERY sporadic updates. Sorry.
About the Poems: They are rarely autobiographical. I tend to stray from topic to topic and genre to genre. What can I say, it works. Recently my poems have taken a turn from the humorous to the angst ridden, I blame the lack of caffeine that I’ve given access to.
Every worthwhile accomplishment, big or little, has its stages of drudgery and triumph; a beginning, a struggle and a victory.
You should know who you are and know that it's enough. Because who you are is specialThere are secrets that we still have left to find
There have been mysteries from the beginning of time
There are answers we're not wise enough to see
All idealization makes life poorer. To beautify it is to take away its character of complexity - it is to destroy it.
~ Joseph Conrad in The Secret Agent (born 3 December 1857)
The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.
.~ Joseph Conrad born December 3, 1857)
The actual tragedies of life bear no relation to one's preconceived ideas. In the events, one is always bewildered by their simplicity, their grandeur of design, and by that element of the bizarre, which seems inherent in them
- Jean Cocteau
“You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you. Then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…”
“Please, don’t tell me that you’re starting that ‘Random Fact of the Day’ thing again, You have my word that if I am ever in dire need of completely useless information you will be the first person I contact.”
Claude: This your place?
(Mr. Muggles is barking)
(3 years ago)
Linderman: You see, I think there comes a time when a man has to ask himself whether he wants a life of happiness or a life of meaning.
A Very good Poem.
If I am the grass and you the breese, blow through me.
If you are the rhythme and I the refrain, don't hang
If yours is the iron fist in the velvet glove
If mine is the venomous tounge, the serptent's tail,
If I am the laurel leaf in your crown, you are
Oh would that I were bark! So old and still in leaf
What shape should I take to marry your own, have you
If I rise in the east as you die in the west,
If, when it ends. we are just good freinds, be my Friend,
Be heaven and earth to me and I'll be twice the me
Update: March 18, 2007
I am about to go back to the college. I have three poems that I will upload in the next week - If I get them edited to my satisfaction. I hope that everyone has a lovely spring.