But those people keep-a movin'It's rolling round the bend
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,
I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on
But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone..
I am moving my online journal activities to my old underused site. [link]
Most of my posts will be restricted to friends only, so if you wish to stay in touch via this medium, you need to go to livejournal, make an account, and send me a friends' request.
You can still expect brutal honesty to appear here, but only in the occasional poem.
So long Deviantart journal, thanks for the memories.
Tense
all my new photography these days goes up on ipernity ( [link] )instead of flickr.
i'm slowly putting some of my best work on fotologue ( [link] )
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He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
But he who kisses joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sunrise.
So right is wrong and wrong is right
No one could be sure
But still we are certain
Of what we know is truth
The only truth
We're building our temples taller
Kamelot
Thank you for the add.
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"...for know that mere dreams and idle fancies, and all amorous, lyrical, insubstancial things, are all that we writers have of which to make a tale, as they are all that the Dim Ones have to make the story of man." - Lord Dunsany
*Respect*
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The Grit is a lie....
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The Grit is a lie....
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Hi.
Nice to see you there and all
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The Grit is a lie....
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The next of my poems is up. I ave decided to publish only new poems on this site. This is both to stimulate new writing and to make me not obsess over whether old ones made the cut.
I find that I am enjoying the poem descriptions just as much as the poems themselves.
Still too lazy to go out and find poetry communities to get my stuff a bigger audience. lmo. If anyone could suggest one...?
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