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StriationsStriations, lines,  breaking up the image  more fuzz, every time  I try to change channels.   
But I click back to  the first channel,  take a look, quiet,  let the black and white  
(static)  
lie down:  
 
calm itself.   
 
 
See an outline,   
you, I   
Put down the remote.   
 
 
(don't change the channel) Striations
by ~piratesecho
Not a True Story
by ~piratesecho
MoonlitWhen we were orphans  we swam in a brook,  bubble, babble; roil.   
One midnight we swam,  you, me, and the current,  sweeping our feet from under us.   
Cracks formed in the orphanage walls  we watched, naked but clothed  in water, shaded by moonlight,  mesmerized by those walls,  breaking and solid.   
We ate an egg each  the next day, I gave you half  of mine; the swim exhausted you.   
I said I had dreams  after the water had risen  from my skin; I clutched  you while we swam,  hands sliding over you but not  touching. & Moonlit
by ~piratesecho
PeakIn Nepal, the summit.   
Goats bleat; car-horn cry  at white, ice ridden faces.   
Four faces, cold as ocean spray  pause to lay a ladder,  sandpaper voices  guttural.   
The mountain stands,  soft snow and jagged  ice; the blade edge of  
a sword, wrapped in silk.   
The peak laughs always,  muffled faces and oxygen masks,  they try to sing  a tune of success.   
In Nepal, the summit.  No eyes watch  the climbers below,  but their feet rattle,  so it knows  where they are.   
The height, a lock.  Closed. Peak
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The collision

Thu Feb 5, 2009, 2:12 PM
  • Mood: Tired
  • Reading: One of many Guitar World mags
  • Watching: Doctor Who
  • Playing: MY GUITARS! WHEEJ!
  • Eating: Whatever's in the fridge
  • Drinking: Saliva
So many mouths are talking about Russell's collision with TEN THOUSAND METEORS; however, I'm skeptical about the actual number of meteors. I've heard rumours of it actually being closer to NINE THOUSAND METEORS, with some saying that it's NINE THOUSAND AND ONE METEORS.

Time will tell, but this blog seems to have more information, directly from righteously trustworthy news groups and scientists: [link]

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  • Current Residence: Victoria B.C. Canada
  • Interests: Writing, reading, literature, amateur psychology, and my babies; the guitars.
  • Favourite movie: Snatch, best damned movie. Ever.
  • Favourite band or musician: Nickelback, Tool, Lacuna Coil, Three Days Grace, Metallica, everything in between
  • Favourite genre of music: Metal, rock, some other softer stuff if mood allows
  • Favourite artist: Eeeeh...none, really
  • Favourite poet or writer: Hunter S. Thompson
  • Favourite photographer: Richard Avedon or Karsh
  • Favourite style of art: What. The. Crap. Favorite style OR digital art? Whoa, confused...
  • Operating System: XP...I guess
  • MP3 player of choice: iTunes. It's an apple product and, thus, kicks ass
  • Skin of choice: My own...I guess
  • Favourite game: World of Warcrack
  • Favourite gaming platform: PC or PS2
  • Favourite cartoon character: My character, Scruff, who I cannot draw due to a lack of talent
  • Personal Quote: "Be good, and if you can't be very good, be very, VERY bad"
  • Tools of the Trade: Keyboard, Paper, Pencil, Pen, I WISH I HAD A LAPTOP!

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~dawowcow:icondawowcow: Jun 9, 2008, 1:35:48 PM
thank you for the :+fav: :D
~gaaraofthechocolate:icongaaraofthechocolate: Mar 27, 2008, 10:43:11 PM
hello random deviant :wave:

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If I had my own world, I'd build you an empire
From here to the far lands, to spread love like violence
Let me feel you, carry you higher
Watch your words spread hope like fire
Secret crowds rise up and gather
Hear your voices sing back louder
=Infrunitas:iconInfrunitas: Mar 17, 2008, 6:07:37 PM
Sup bud?

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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
*G-o-T-h-K-a-T-h-Y:iconG-o-T-h-K-a-T-h-Y: Feb 17, 2008, 3:15:21 PM
u got tagged:D

[link]

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If you've attempted to glomp your shadow in hopes of it being Midna, then paste this in your sig 8D
=Infrunitas:iconInfrunitas: Jan 4, 2008, 7:39:21 AM
Hey bud, haven't heard from you in a while. Good holidays?

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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
=Infrunitas:iconInfrunitas: Aug 1, 2007, 8:29:57 AM
Haven't heard from you in a while mate. Hope life's wings aren't feeling too weak for ya.

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To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
Mood: Joy ~AlexWild:iconAlexWild: Jun 17, 2007, 7:53:38 AM
Thx for :+fav:! :wave:

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=WtFL=
~AlexWild:iconAlexWild: Jun 7, 2007, 12:55:13 PM
Thx for :+fav:! :wave:

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=WtFL=
~thedoombuggy:iconthedoombuggy: May 13, 2007, 11:08:37 PM
Thank you for the :+fav:

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“A pirates life is a happy life, drink up me hearties, yo ho!” :skullbones:

“The closer you get to the light, the larger your shadow becomes.”

“One mans lunatic behavior is another mans lounge act.” ~ The Great Gonzo
~bondanrastika:iconbondanrastika: May 13, 2007, 10:25:03 PM
hi..!! :wave: thanks for the :+fav: on [link]

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gw ngga ngiler sama harta dan kekayaan, gw cuma ngiler kalo tidur miring. huehehehehe.. :D
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