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About

"Well, where to begin? I am an enigma, A saw cutting against the grain of society, I can not go the same direction as anyone else, Ill go my own direction and meet them in the end. Im a writer, a poet, a philosopher, a dreamer, an inventor, a thinker, a lover, a player, a musician, an artist of sorts, an atheist, a futurist, but most importantly , I am me, at least I think I am me. If I was not me, then who would I be? Maybe an future essay is at hand."

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"Hide not your talents. For use they were made. What is a sundial in the shade - Ben Franklin"

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Jessime 7.20.2008 |

The morning light blazed through the blinds
Enlighting her bonny hair until it shined

I stared groggily at what I did not expect
A beautiful girl, with hands around my neck

My head swimming with ill fantasies
Remnants from our frothing barley brew

In that candescent dawn I found not my fanny
I have dreamt and wrote so often about

I found instead the sweet girl Jessime
An angel; that I have no doubt

As we laid throughout the day
I forget all the mistakes once made

Even when other things needed done
I would do it again, and have more fun