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Name: Josh
Country: United States
State: Tennessee
Birthday: 1/6/1981
Gender: Male


Interests: reading. music. learning. playing. bowling. watching movies. pretending to be smart at something.
Expertise: something i pretend to be smart at
Occupation: Musician
Industry: Music


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Member Since: 6/23/2004

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Saturday, July 07, 2007




 go listen to Brooke Waggoner.  please please please.




Tuesday, July 03, 2007

Currently Reading
House of Leaves
By Mark Z. Danielewski
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House of Leaves


finished.



sort of.



Wednesday, June 13, 2007

sometimes i start to write.

     but then i stop.
                         
                                       and i erase it.






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Monday, April 30, 2007

Currently Listening
Y-O-U
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Sunset

this is the sunset on my once and 'lumined life.

* i am the knife *

my back to the sun, looking into the night
where was that light?

and as the splash of dusk fades to gray and soon black
[ there's no way back ][ there's no way back ]

this is no earth that i've ever known!
these days and nights, they don't add up#@$!
i thought 24 hours and we'd be back to the top?!
but "there's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going"
when the sun gives up because she got no help/no love/no lasting glance

so now i wait for the moonrise on my once and 'lumined life.
* clumsy, the knife *

i'll slash at the dark to open a rift and let the light in <=>


Wednesday, April 18, 2007

the white dress

i wish i that could love the white dress.
as she's the one i'm dreaming of
whilst sleeping 'top the widower's nest

she'd teach me: there is still such a thing as real love
and i'd walk tall to carry her above our empty mess

we'd stare down the devil together,
there'd be no fear that we couldn't tether -- down and paint some whiskers and ears and a smile on
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...and she'd be in her white dress.





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