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Exhaling a Red Soul

...crumpled collapses into the dark

the hills
like poets put on
purple thought against
magnificent clamor of
in gold, which presently

exhaling a red soul into the dark

duneyed master
the sweet gates

                         of my heart and

which perfect
With killing hands

- E.E. Cummings

So yeah, that's where I came up with the name. Anyway, this is my minds dumping ground and a place to keep in touch with friends.

Please read Ten Things I Assume You Know About Me - great idea I've seen around LJ. This pretty much gives you the cliffs notes of me. Actually it's insanely long and I really need to pare it down so your eyes don't fall out.

Hey! Here's the short, short version. Well maybe not short, short but it is shorter!

And finally for some real truth about me.

Been feeling these Bent lyrics from Sunday 29th lately:

Here in my room all alone
with a love that I can't see
These walls are so bare
And I close my eyes to see you
When I'm lonely

Why are my arms so empty?
I am possessed by love
This is how I feel
This is home to my hell
When I'm lonely

"In whatever one does, there must be a relationship between the eye and the heart," he once said 
in a rare interview. "With the one eye that is closed, one looks within, with the other eye that
is open, one looks without." - Henri Cartier-Bresson, Artist & Photographer

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