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Will Moreno (M, 32)
Napa, US
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Forward thinking Musician. I tend to write songs from a philosophical standpoint, and draw the same. Or just whatever happens to be floating inside my cranium at the moment.
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    From ParanoidMystic
    New Tattoo
    From steven
    From tank
    Robot Professor
    From Lateralis
    "The Way" of Free Life
    From Lateralis
    I ask only this:
    Now playing SpaceCollective
    Where forward thinking terrestrials share ideas and information about the state of the species, their planet and the universe, living the lives of science fiction. Introduction
    Featuring Powers of Ten by Charles and Ray Eames, based on an idea by Kees Boeke.
    From Lateralis's personal cargo

    Found and Lost: a poem
    Wrote this back in my sophomore year. In gym class, no less.

    My rendition of what it feels like to find someone, then lose them.


    I stared into the abyss of your eyes
    Trying to see past the pretty face
    Into a world where parallel lines
    Intersected into infinity, where the
    Impossible happened....
    The impossible being me meeting you.

    And now we are doomed to travel together
    Through Time forever soaring to heights of ecstasy and
    Pure understanding as the pieces of the puzzle
    Clicked together with a sound that split the
    Uni-verse. All answers became ours, and
    All the Uni-verse was our domain, from the
    Farthest stars to the tiniest snowflake on
    The windowsill. But space would no longer
    be a black void; colour would surge forth,
    Roiling the planets into an explosion inside
    The kaleidoscope held by the sleeping
    Child who dreams of peace.

    ...And suddenly, you are walking away. I find
    myself, back on my own two feet, watching you
    Walk away. The glass sphere that contained
    My heart shattered, slicing me open to reveal a
    Black hole of emotions, swallowing me whole as
    I fell...down...down...down, until I had
    No choice but t o fall up. The Uni-verse sank,
    down into its original void. Colour drained from
    The small, broken, plastic toy as the Child cried
    For its Mother, who would never return from the
    Parallel lines that forever contained her,
    As yours had contained me.

    Fri, Jan 4, 2008  Permanent link
    Categories: Poetry
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    pikachu     Fri, Jan 4, 2008  Permanent link
    That's incredible. o_o
    TheJehosephat     Tue, Jan 8, 2008  Permanent link
    I... wow