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Guild-London - First draft.
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The easy way outThe Easy Way Out
The raging torrent of wind surges past the man, whipping his trench coat from around his ankles. It sends his dark, straggly hair streaming across his face, obscuring his features. Wrapped around his ragged trousers are several pieces of cloth and wool, for what little protection from the cold and sleet they offer. A dirty black trench coat clothes his torso and thighs. His shoes are made of the only materials readily available to the truly poor, cardboard and string. The inadequate footwear begins to melt in the puddles that now cover the dirt road, which turn it into a long, brown and swirling river. The splash The easy way out
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YouYou, You tried to create, the perfect world. Your world, would be ordered, would be simple, would be empty.
But it is only us, those who you smoked, up the chimney. Who will ever know, a perfect, peaceful world.    Your world. Would be clean. Would be bright. Would be Silent.
But it is only us, who you buried in the mud, who will ever know, A beautiful, vibrant world.
Your world, Would be easy, would be carefree, would be deadly.
But it is only us, who You
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Memories of a ReaperMemories of a Reaper.
Footprints sink deep into the wet sand, only to be washed away by the gentle waves. Death slowly walks down the great, flat island that was once the Sahara desert. Tears stream down his pallid features, his human features. He is remembering. 1000 years ago, he remembers the great steel cities the humans. They had almost stopped their crimes against each other. They had begun to shrug off the burdens that they had felt for so many millenia. They were even beginning to stop shooting at each other. “How could they have been so stupid” Death whispers. Deat Memories of a Reaper
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Oh, that Journal...

Thu Feb 12, 2009, 11:21 PM

Journal, definition:

• noun 1 a newspaper or magazine dealing with a particular subject. 2 a diary or daily record. 3 the part of a shaft or axle that rests on bearings. (from the oxford compact dictionary)

Well, my journal currently appears to be none of these, and probably never will be any of them, but I may as well make an effort.

Since my last entry I finally got some decent paints (yay), and I have developed a new painting strategy, which involves painting all but the top layer with my old, cheap paints and then using my new ones to finish everything off. Kinda tight-pocketed, but then, how else will I use up the old paints? And yes, I have actually managed to start on my painting and I should (hopefully) have it in a presentable state by Monday. I also have a new story quietly formulating (or maybe festering...) in the back of my mind, and if I don't put it into a competition I'll put it up here. In other news from John's life, I'm trying to get my hands on an electric organ, as me, Levi and Gab are starting a heavy blues band which will be interesting and might (MIGHT) be good.

Ooh, and I went to the hospital the other day, and apparently my heart is fine. The leakage that was there has reduced.
So, HA!

You won't be getting rid of me that easily.

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Listening to: The White Stripes, among others.
Reading: The Genesis of Shannara.
Watching: Nothing much really...

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Current Residence: Wouldn't you like to know. No, probably not I suppose...
Interests: Reading, writing, drawing, music, swimming, Theatresports!
Favourite movie: Probably Amelie. The french make good movies.
Favourite band or musician: Don't. Bother. Asking. Toooo many...
Favourite genre of music: Anything really, so long as its good and not Michael Jackson
Favourite artist: Picasso, though Paul Kidman and Chris Riddel are also pretty good.
Favourite poet or writer: See favourite band or Musician
Favourite photographer: Not really sure
Favourite style of art: Surrealism. Floating goldfishes FTW!
MP3 player of choice: One that plays music?
Personal Quote: We're going to need a LOT of ductape...
Tools of the Trade: A complete absense of hand-eye coordination.

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~MusicIsHappiness Apr 11, 2009, 1:28:40 AM

Oh, hello! Sorry, I haven't been on here for well, ages.

And by the way, trademe have quite a few electric organs. You should have a look there.

~Gibbsy42 Apr 27, 2009, 12:25:40 AM

They do. But my father decided to repress my creativity by claiming it would take up too much space.

That and the one I wanted was about 800$, so, yeah...

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I hate the phrase "It's better to die on your feet than live on your knees." If you die on your feet you are going to pretty quickly be a corpse on your behind.

~Dredyn Mar 6, 2009, 11:36:48 PM

Gibbsy!

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~Gibbsy42 Mar 8, 2009, 10:58:30 PM

Yes?

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I hate the phrase "It's better to die on your feet than live on your knees." If you die on your feet you are going to pretty quickly be a corpse on your behind.

~Dredyn Mar 8, 2009, 11:53:09 PM

Pssht.
I was trying to start a conversation when you was on.
Ohwells.

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~Gibbsy42 Mar 10, 2009, 11:42:04 PM

Ohhh. Sorry!

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I hate the phrase "It's better to die on your feet than live on your knees." If you die on your feet you are going to pretty quickly be a corpse on your behind.