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Perhaps a good solid whack against my chest with my bokken will make it all better.

I could out cesare borgia, cesare borgia

I love how a fine blade sings as you zip your finger across it. I love the taste of my blades. The taste of steel has always tasted the same as my blood. I love that taste.

When I look around and see how very close we are to a more beautiful and romantic world. I am disgusted to know that it could never happen because the world is overflowing with people who would never let that happen. Even if it did slip past them they could never appreciate it. They would probably try to destroy it. At best rope it off...
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I boil and I rage. I am a furnace of life and vitality. I must figure out what I must do with my life. As I make friends and talk to them. As I write and get things out of my head. I am learning and gaining. Transferring the innate to my conscious mind. I think first I must fully express all that I am...
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I think that if I had to declare personal vices. I would probably say everything in my what gets me hot and maybe peppermint halls. Although I need the halls to breathe. The rest I need for many reasons.

Should I have just gone to culinary school?

I am full of surprises and I am have infinite imagination

I guess to contrast the darker feel of my last one here is a list of artists I like from the rock station I listen to at work. the only radio station I listen to besides NPR.

Clash
David And David
Blue Nile
Ub40
Knopfler, Mark
Big Head Todd & The Monsters
Gang Of Four
Mcdermott, Michael
Earle, Steve
Led Zeppelin
Urge Overkill
Clapton, Eric...
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In my writing in my xanga journal I have gone through quite a bit over the past few months. It has brought me out of my dormancy and set me once again on the journey through myself. To be able to express what is inside me. To be able to release the things I have kept to myself for so long. It has been en...
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