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Carpe DiemA mirage of faded flowersCarpe Diem
in a meadow from the past
A golden age of memory
that I somehow wished would last
A bitter chill, morning frost
the glowing sun of the dawn
I would have looked but once again
had I known that you’d be gone
Crackling tongues dance with fireflies
foreshadowed future in the flame
We should have spoken more that night
now it seems a pointless game
No moon, no light, just sparkling stars
we just sat there in the snow
I would have raced you down again
had I known that you would go
by *rys
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- Current Residence: Canada
- Interests: backcountry sports.critters.guitar.mtg.nature.network design.robotics.sustainable energy.webdesign
- Favourite band or musician: There are no limits...
- Favourite genre of music: Metal, methinks.
- Favourite artist: So many! I love you all!
- Favourite style of art: theme.3D.fractals.foresty.futuristic
- Operating System: Dual Boot Vista/OSX with a few VMs that have linux and XP.
- MP3 player of choice: WinAmp
- Wallpaper of choice: Being able to read icons is a good thing.
- Favourite game: Current: Braid | First: Keen | Of all time: Orange Box
- Favourite gaming platform: Xbox
- Favourite cartoon character: Pogo.
- Personal Quote: Only dead fish go with the flow.
- Tools of the Trade: adobe stuff.poser.Daz3D.camera.apophysis.UF.pencils
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Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.
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Imagine a world where fantasy is reality and the extraordinary is ordinary. Walk through the mirror and step into Pendulus.
The key to the past is in the present, but the present does not always reflect the past. - Saelrhynn.
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horror of the mind rips apart the soul of the living
to escape pain.
love is my pain given by the hands of uncertainty.
hatred is only a false promise full of more heartache than anything.
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Come away! O, human child!
To the woods and waters wild,
With a fairy hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than
you can understand-W.B. Yeats :icongeekflirt:
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.rys.
Be yourself. Everyone else is already taken.
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"Most people are like Slinkies, not really good for anything, but they bring a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs."
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