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Full of Antioxidants
I'm wired to the world. I'm superbrain. That's how they made me...
Created on 2004-10-16 20:38:03 (#4852246), last updated 2009-10-16
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Basic Info| Name: | Ashley |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 1984 |
| Location: | United States |
BioI have wandered lonely
as a crowd...
I have heard the birds
that sound like bells...
I am a gatherer of fruit...
I have risked enchantment...
and I am awaiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder.
-selected lines from "A Coney Island of the Mind,"
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
"Storms are my danger. Shall I have my storm in which I perish,
as Oliver Cromwell perished in his storm? Or shall I go out as a light does, not first
blown out by the wind, but grown tired and weary of itself-a burnt-out light? Or
finally, shall I blow myself out, so as not to burn out?"
-Friedrich Nietzche
Flames to dust...
This green island is like a boat,
floating in the moonlight.
Let the sound of my song follow the breeze,
blowing open the curtain of your window.
The long shadows of the palm trees
cannot conceal my love;
This green island night is so calm and serene
my darling, why are you silent, saying nothing?
-selected lines from Green Island Serenade
And that's how
the world
began.
And that's how
the world
will end. -Modest Mouse, "3rd Planet"
as a crowd...
I have heard the birds
that sound like bells...
I am a gatherer of fruit...
I have risked enchantment...
and I am awaiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder.
-selected lines from "A Coney Island of the Mind,"
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
"Storms are my danger. Shall I have my storm in which I perish,
as Oliver Cromwell perished in his storm? Or shall I go out as a light does, not first
blown out by the wind, but grown tired and weary of itself-a burnt-out light? Or
finally, shall I blow myself out, so as not to burn out?"
-Friedrich Nietzche
Flames to dust...
This green island is like a boat,
floating in the moonlight.
Let the sound of my song follow the breeze,
blowing open the curtain of your window.
The long shadows of the palm trees
cannot conceal my love;
This green island night is so calm and serene
my darling, why are you silent, saying nothing?
-selected lines from Green Island Serenade
And that's how
the world
began.
And that's how
the world
will end. -Modest Mouse, "3rd Planet"
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