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Login:	darkendlight
Role:	Regular
Mood:	Loved - Mood history
Real Name:	Danielle
Gender:	Female
Status:	Not specified
Location:	Guelph, Ontario, Canada
Birthdate:	Mar 14, 1985, I'm 23 and a Pisces
My +Buddies:	birdys_flyin, breakz_bitch, jipper, kirstykat, lil_e, Sashy, ~Stonagurl~
+Buddy Of:	birdys_flyin, jipper, Sashy, ~Stonagurl~
Bio:	"The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure, while always arriving." "On this bridge, Lorca warns, "Life is not a dream. Beware. And beware. And beware." And so many think because Then happened, Now isn't. But didn't I mention the ongoing WOW is happening right now? We are all co-authors of this dancing exuberance where even our inabilities are having a roast. We are the authors of ourselves, co-authoring a gigantic Dostoevsky novel, starring clowns. This entire thing we're involved with called the world is an opportunity to exhibit how exciting alienation can be. Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time by moments, flabbergasted to be in each other's presence. The world is an exam to see if we can rise into direct experience. Our eyesight is here as a test to see if we can see beyond it. Matter is here as a test for our curiosity. Doubt is here as an exam for our vitality. Thomas Mann wrote that he would rather participate in life than write 100 stories. Giacometti was once run down by a car, and he recalled falling into a lucid faint, a sudden exhilaration as he realized that at last, something was happening to him. An assumption develops that you cannot understand life and live life simultaneously. I do not agree entirely. Which is to say, I do not exactly disagree. I would say that life understood is life lived. But, the paradox is, Bug Me, that I can learn to love and make love to the paradoxes that bug me, and on really romantic evenings of self I go salsa dancing with my confusion. And before you drift off, don't forget, which is to say, remember, because remembering is so much more a psychotic activity than forgetting. Lorca, in that same poem, said that the iguana will bite those who do not dream, and as one realizes that one is a dream figure in another person's dream, that is self awareness." "Drink life as it comes. Straight, no chaser." Become a thought, cuz once you’re a thought, hopefully you’re forgot There is no always, forever...Just this Miles away, there’s hopeless smiles brighter than mine I want something good to die for, to make it beautiful to live When I find my thoughts, it seems I’m losing myself They say that God makes problems just to see what you can stand before you do as the devil pleases Good Flicks: Donnie Darko, Rules of Attraction, WaKiNg LiFe, Fear and Loathing (really anything with Johnny Depp is good... he can just make a movie), Igby Goes Down, Dazed and Confused, Empire Records, Zoolander, School of Rock, Antonia’s Line, I Huckabees, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Garden State, Adaptation...Tim Burton is also a genius... Rockin’ Tunes: Silverchair, The Cure, Billy Talent, Ben Folds Five, The Streets, Dashboard, Sublime, Dispatch, Propagandhi, Coldplay, Blur, Pulp, Oasis, Radiohead (there is something about british music) Arcade Fire, Metric, Muse, Interpol, ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead, The Dissociatives, Elliott Smith, Queens of the Stone Age, Imogen Heap, A Silver Mount Zion, Bright Eyes , Fiona Apple , Beck, Rufus Wainwright Sweet Reads: Catch-22, All Quiet on the Western Front... I have not found anything else really that has impacted me the way these two books have... If anyone has some suggestions, please let me know... I enjoy writing, playing guitar, sitting outside in the summer time, dancing, Chillin with friends, hanging out at bars that have rad live music... It’s such a great experience... I go to the University of Guelph for History... I’m in third year... The city is just magnificent... My hometown is Sarnia Ontario... It’s alright I guess...It has a beautiful waterfront which is definately a plus... [center]Asylum - Silverchair Contained in my cotton crib Where I feel no turbulence The ocean sleeps upon a shelf And it feeds my apathy But I can feel it in the night Like rain upon my skin inside a winter But you began to splinter If I decide to recognise my thorns Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water ’til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day, and fading away in the night I feel the sun before it’s light And it fades away into the night I was afraid, I feed myself I cleared the shelf and killed the shame But I can feel it in the night Collect the rocks and throw them over borders To shake the muddy waters And clear myself from hiding every thorn Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water ’til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day, and fading away And we grow From a garden where all that we know You’re just a fool for him For him For him Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence So tilt the water ’til it turns me around To my own asylum Dry in the day, and fading away Dry in the day, and fading away Dry in the day, and fading away in the night Ramble - Silverchair When I find my thoughts It seems I’m losing myself In the dark of my mind In the ocean of time So I read between the cracks In the time that I write But the salt water’s dry And the pain’s in the sky Give me something real Something I can feel Because the truth feels like a movie All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you No longer engaged To insecure scars Cause nothing’s secure It’s just kept behind bars And I love everything You’ve learnt to ignore But you don’t wanna hear If you’ve heard it before I’ll give you something real Something you can feel You take your life and make of it what you can All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you Open up your eyes Stop thinkin’ ’bout all of the things you were never shown Open up your eyes Stop thinkin’ ’bout all of the things you were never shown Cause all you do is ramble So light another candle All you do is ramble Discard your life for shambles Ramble To break the silence Open up and ramble To break the silence and open your mind Leave it behind you Between the Bars - Elliott Smith drink up, baby, stay up all night the things you could do, you won't but you might the potential you'll be that you'll never see the promises you'll only make drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days do what i say and i'll make you okay and drive them away the images stuck in your head people you've been before that you don't want around anymore that push and shove and won't bend to your will i'll keep them still drink up, baby, look at the stars, i'll kiss you again between the bars where i'm seeing you there with your hands in the air waiting to finally be caught drink up one more time and i'll make you mine keep you apart deep in my heart separate from the rest where i like you the best and keep the things you forgot the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore that push and shove and won't bend to your will i'll keep them still
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