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||All about evanrosen13
||Jul 15, 2008
||Using the compass of life.
||Your friend, evan
“Abstract truth is the eye of reason.”
- Jean Jacques Rousseau
"My music fights against the system that teaches to live and die."
||Many experiences for a young kid, seen almost every corner of the United States. Grew up solo with many friends. Just pushing for the development of me. Searching lifes wonder trying to find what has never been seen before. I have been writing my whole life, but dug up poetry my freshman year. writing my girlfriend at the time a poem, and I never stopped ever since. It's been about six years now and I am still writing everyday. I am an ironworker with no work balancing the economy without a job. I live in st.charles, missouri trying to find my way with music. That's my brief biography.
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|evanrosen13's recent Blog entry. ||Distant ( 1570 reads) ||Friday, March 27, 2009 (23:26:24)|
My intentions split fabric rock.
Rays of sunlight grow flowers on my feet like socks.
Enhancing my hand forward spraying green spots.
Surrounding your head tracing all of your thoughts.
Calm down into a cocoon of rainbows and butterflies.
Find your favorite moon as we travel the distant sky.
Illuminate people constructing a bridge in space life.
Like a tree house in the sky of zero gravity strife.
It’s coping with nature instead of a stream of rice.
Cotton fields is all I think of floating like lights.
Chunks of diamond reflect from fields of meteorite.
Perfect is possible when you keep simple things in life.
Decades of distilled wine talks to my soul deeply.
Dreaming together of hope and intelligent meanings.
Singing sun music to bring early morning feelings.
Like when I caught my first fish, I didn’t stop reeling.
Imagination of Crayola coverings over concrete.
Homes built under dams swirling nature with streets.
Natural springs from the mountain comes out my tap.
Fruit growing from the roof our sugar is tree sap.
That’s my home in the dreams of a younger age.
Now were stuck floating. Finding a home on the way.
I miss the ground, wish we could breathe trees again.
My peace will never be grown to a mend. Like Friends.
With your surroundings, the mother of nature.
Artificial comes with directions, reality isn’t paper.
Never is a long time when you want to be home.
I don’t want to die in a floating dome.
Into a casket,
No. No, I couldn’t handle it.
Just get rid of my body
Remember my writings.
Share with the children of the world food and water
Clean our country and the whole world.
Impossible is nothing when you love.
Hate is driven by love.
Love your king when he comes.
But let him go when he’s done…
(my metaphorical run.)|
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