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Well, what to say. I guess I will start with the important stuff. I am a Christ-follower, also called a Christian, but I prefer the first tag if you are going to label me. I'm just into Jesus and His love that's all. My political views run fairly conservative, although I don't always agree with a specific party.

My personal interests are fairly simple I suppose. I am really into music and the arts. I play the piano, drums when I have the opportunity, and enjoy playing jazz, blues and worship music. When it comes to listening to music, I vary a little. Punk, Pop Punk, and Punk Rock is my favorite stuff, with emo bands like Jimmy Eat World, Weezer, and Dashboard Confessional to fill in the cracks. My all time favorite band is Rise Against.

I love writing, poetry, words and creativity itself. I say that with a lot of respect because I am definitely not as in tune to these things as I could be. As you will see, I very into short pieces, whether that is a product of my stunted imagination and inspiration, or simply, what I enjoy writing has yet to be changed. My writing comes to me, I don't force it. Inspiration is fleeting, and doesn't last long, which is too bad... but that's the way it goes I guess. I believe that God inspires us, whether from his creation, his design, and his artwork, or just from his own thoughts, morals and laws. I think God has gifted me with many different talents... poetry being one of those I haven't developed very well. The potential is there I suppose.

My favourite poem right now is:

We Tend to Sleep Better When the Clock Is Wound

than we do
when it’s all

wound down.
I don’t know

why we settle
to the sound.

Somehow
the regular

click and chime
of passing time,

like water, turns
a water wheel

that turns a gear
that turns a stone

that turns upon
another stone

and fine
and finer in between

our dreams like grain
are ground.

by Todd Boss copyright June 2006

AND:

To Good Guys Dead

They sucked us in;
King and country,
Christ Almighty
And the rest.
Patriotism,
Democracy,
Honor—
Words and phrases,
They either bitched or killed us.

by Ernest Hemingway copyright 1945

I hope that you enjoy reviewing, reading and just taking in my poetry. Hopefully God will teach you what He wants you to learn through it.

Sincerely,
Prodigy