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Real Member robstock (Offline)The Universe is one concious idea, and that idea is God. God is you, me & everything else.
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| Name |
: tyler durden |
| Age / Gender |
: 20 / Male |
| Location |
: Ontario - CA |
| City |
: the borough of peter |
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| Joined |
: 06/01/05 10:54PM |
Last online |
: 11/20/08 4:30AM |
| Forum posts |
: 47 |
Posts / day |
: 0.04 |
| Forum title |
: Fresh Out the E-womb |
Profile views |
: 19723 |
| Sexuality |
: n/a |
Marital |
: Single |
| Drink? |
: I'm dwunk right now |
Style |
: Weed Face |
| Smoke? |
: Yes |
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| Ethnicity |
: Caucasian |
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Bio
Are all my choices made for me,
as I lay asleep?
It must be my demons,
Who make this hole so deep.
I wish my dreams would show to me
A path that's not so steep;
They could let the valley path wind low,
So that I may rest my feet.
. .. ... . : . ... .. .
Sleeping deep on one crisp night, there came to me a dream:
past, future, and present time, of many things unseen
inside this dream I met a god, which gave to me its light
its love and power infinite, its beauty beyond sight
it fills me now with what is pure, healing every scar
removing pain and anger, and the demons from within
it shines in me as the sun does, blinding from afar
upon me now starlight does fall, a blessing on my skin
if I can know this awesome force, that means you can as well
it will come to those whom take it in, and save them from their hell
Likes
We all have our demons, some bigger than most
Some bother us always, some ’re naught but a ghost
They bar the path and make the road long
They darken our eyes and drown out our song
We are our champions; we wield our power
To shine out as light in darkness’ hour
If we are strong, then we win our war
If we succeed, then we can soar
Dislikes
my scapegoats roam the fields,
the vast green expanse of the back of my mind.
you can call them by different names, and they’ll answer
to you, but not to me.
call them weed and greed and just plain lazy,
because it really doesn’t matter.
The one eating all the grass is big and black,
And if provoked..
It will attack.
Music I listen to a lot of stuff. But I really like..
parkway drive
alexisonfire
killswitch engage
protest the hero
pink floyd
jack johnson
iron & wine
the decemberists
guster
red hot chilli peppers
the streets
tenacious d
tool
&
the alan parsons project's album called tales of mystery and imagination
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