pic forthcoming, and hopefully a new writing or two....hopefully


A public service announcementNotice: Notice to all around, I can be rather obnoxious. So just in case here are the guidelines. If:A public service announcement
My music is too loud, tell me to turn it down. Dont worry Im used to it. It isnt rude and will not be taken that way
I start singing, or am singing too loud/poorly for you to stand, feel free to tell me to shut my mouth. I will not take offense. Again Im used to it. My voice isnt the greatest or anywhere even close, I know it, you know it.
I am air banding or dancing at my desk, feel free to laugh, even point and laugh. It isnt embarrassing at all, in fact its fu


My story pt 2+3Ouch echoes through the darkness. The only other sound is the pitter patter of pebbles, a little late on the draw, still falling. A single shaft of light pierces the dark, pooling on the floor. Lying in that pool (or rather flopped like a sack of dirt someone threw down a flight of stairs) is none other than our valiant hero, Justin Kase. Having just plummeted unexpectedly a good ten feet, he kinda has a right to lie there, yet half an hour later he finally does move, the stiffness along with everything else, make it a not fun experience. Master Kase stands slowly, feeling each bruised, stiffened muscle complainMy story pt 2+3


From the mind of The Pale RideIm there in the endFrom the mind of The Pale Ride
For the rest Im around the bend Ultimately feared by all For I appear at their lowest point Yet even more by those who fall Yet to some I seem to anoint The ultimate pain reliever For all but the most staunch believer In life and its splendor For those who love and are tender Yet eventually Im there To pluck you from living Like an inconvenient hair Yet for as many as I can I am forgiving But who ever heard Of a cloaked one who could Save those who have no need To lie in the dust and bleed Hope for


Who am I?Ive journeyed over mountains and through them. Ive crossed continents and seas. Even braved the limitless void of space. Ive dined with royalty and with common folk. Ive slept in rags on the docks, in feather beds in castles, and in a bedroll under the stars. Ive walked though peaceful meadows and over blood stained battlefields. Ive chatted with the famous, and argued with the infamous. Ive wielded powers of all sorts, from elements, to that massive machinery. Ive juggled figures with geniuses, stratagem with generals, balls with fools, and conscience with criminals. Ive seen eye to eye wWho am I?
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death is a fear tht is eternal but as shadows come all life is lost and then it becomes eternal once again becoming a spiral of death.
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"If I fall down in these heels can I get back up?" Socrates after he got stabbed
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| BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH!!
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I live in London. A small city on Mars just outside the capital city Wubble.
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death is a fear tht is eternal but as shadows come all life is lost and then it becomes eternal once again becoming a spiral of death.
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I wish my signature wasn't so generic
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"If I fall down in these heels can I get back up?" Socrates after he got stabbed
O o
/¯/___________________________
| BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH!!
\_\¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
I live in London. A small city on Mars just outside the capital city Wubble.
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I wish my signature wasn't so generic
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"If I fall down in these heels can I get back up?" Socrates after he got stabbed
O o
/¯/___________________________
| BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH!!
\_\¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
I live in London. A small city on Mars just outside the capital city Wubble.
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Lo siento, no hablo espanol.
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"If I fall down in these heels can I get back up?" Socrates after he got stabbed
O o
/¯/___________________________
| BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHH!!
\_\¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯
I live in London. A small city on Mars just outside the capital city Wubble.
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Lo siento, no hablo espanol.
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