||Feb 10, 2011
||Somewhere in the World's Quietest Room
||Wednesday, June 19, 2013 (00:04:10)
||Art, Poetry, Computers, Anime, Music, Psychology.
||"We have art in order not to die of the truth." - Friedrich Nietzsche
||Hello world. Earth inhabits a small percentage of the universe, and knowing this can entail a wide range of things - creativity, mindfulness, and coming in terms with both the spiritual and physical world. Having said that, I enjoy writing poetry to learn more about myself and the world around me.
Besides writing, some of my other hobbies include listening to music, playing video games (Zelda - Cubis - SSX Tricky etc), using the internet, occasionally drawing, and researching subjects I have an interest in.
By nature, I am an introvert, and I don't see myself becoming a more sociable person in the future, but there are things I need to overcome - like my fear of people.
Something you may or may not realize about me is that I have Asperger's Syndrome, part of the reason I find it difficult to relate well with others. However, I know not to use this as an excuse, but as an advantage.
While Asperger's Syndrome often hinders my ability to understand people, I believe it helps me see the world in ways many cannot. My life goal is to become more knowledgeable in fields of interest and continue practicing things I wish to become better at.
|FuchsiaFestival!'s recent Blog entry. ||Negligence ( 386 reads) ||Wednesday, May 29, 2013 (02:13:09)|
|The sound of rain |
hauled against my frame
weeps a laughing skeleton.
Pulled against the wintry air
that sucks me in like a vacuum,
I am drenched into a
storm of choices:
if I go this way,
what will happen;
if I go that way,
what will happen?
I am tired and alone;
the forces that become antiquated
with my existence
are just headaches.
The walls have sung their brick wall bones,
but I've burned out of time
and can no longer
my scrawls and scribbles...
let me know when you visit my page...
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hope your spring springs well for you...
autumn slowly brings her cloak hear
When I read you I find you are never maudlin. Even with the most mundane actions I find that you lend reality layers it may or not possess. You allow existence to warrant its own shadow. Bless you, keep writing your heart out. Many thanks, Kate
Holes! Dug in air!
Frantic, breathless, it reads beautiful, intelligent, I love it!
| the madness of sanity continues...
hava great weekend.