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A knowledge of the existence of something we cannot penetrate, of the manifestations of the profoundest reason and the most radiant beauty - it is this knowledge and this emotion that constitute the truly religious attitude; in this sense, and in this alone, I am a deeply religious man.
~ Albert Einstein

OTHER COOL QUOTES

Dreams, those little pieces of death, how I loathe them.
~Nietsche

Life is pain, princess. . . anyone who says differently is selling something.
~Wesley 'The Princess Bride'

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow that talent to dark place where it leads.
~Erica Jong

I can picture in my mind a world without war, a world without hate. And I can picture us attacking that world, because they'd never expect it.
~Jack Handey 'Deep Thoughts'

Love me when I least deserve it, because that's when I really need it.
~Swedish Proverb

Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside of a dog it's too dark to read.
~Groucho Marx

Creativity is allowing oneself to make mistakes, art is knowing which ones to keep.
~Scott Adams

I don't want to achieve immortality through my work. I want to achieve it through not dying.
~Woody Allen

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.
~Plato

87% of all statistics are made up on the spot.
~?

MY FAVORITE SONGS

HURT ~ NINE INCH NAILS (covered by Johnny Cash)

I hurt myself today, to see if I still feel.
Try to focus on the pain, the only thing that's real.
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting.
Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything.

What have I become, my dearest friend?
Everyone I know goes away, in the end.
You could have it all, my empire of dirt.
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.

I wear this crown of thorns, upon my liars chair.
Full of broken thoughts, I cannot repair.
Beneath the stains of time, the feelings disappear.
You are someone else, and I am still right here.

What have I become, my dearest friend?
Everyone I know goes away, in the end.
You could have it all, my empire of dirt.
I will let you down, I will make you hurt.

If I could start again, a million miles away,
I would keep myself, I would find a way.

FRESHMAN ~ VERVE PIPE

When I was young I knew everything,
And she, a punk who rarely ever took advice
Now I'm guilt-stricken, sobbin' with my head on the floor
Stopped a baby's breath and a shoe full of rice, no...

Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen

My best friend took a week's vacation to forget her
His girl took a week's worth of valium and slept
And now he's guilt-stricken, sobbin'
With his head on the floor
Thinks about her now and how he never really wept he said

Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen


[hey yeah yeah yeah yeah
hey yeahhhhhhh
hey yeah yeah yeah yeahhhhhh]

We tried to wash our hands of all of this
We'd never talk of our lacking relationships
And how we're guilt-stricken sobbin' with our heads on the floor
We fell through the ice when we tried not to slip we'd say...

Can't be held responsible
She was touchin' her face
I won't be held responsible
She fell in love in the first place

For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen

For the life of me
I can not remember
What made us think that we were wise
and we'd never compromise
For the life of me
I can not believe we'd ever die
For these sins
We were merely freshmen

We were merely freshmen
We were only freshmen

DAUGHTER ~ PEARL JAM

alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
young girl...violence...center of her own attention

mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it
tries to make her proud

the shades go down, it's in her head
painted room...can't deny there's something wrong...

don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...

she holds the hand that holds her down
she will...rise above...

don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to be
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...

don't call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me daughter, not fit to be
the picture kept will remind me
don't call me...

the shades go down
the shades go down
the shades go, go, go...

VITAL STATISTICS

Born ~ 1980
Height ~ 5 feet, 3 inches(I'm tall for my family, actually)
Weight ~ None of your business (and no, I'm not fat)
Ancestry ~ Mostly Scottish and German (red hair, blue eyes, extremely pale)

HOBBIES

Writing (obviously)
Reading
Drawing
Making beaded jewelry
Going to my dad's gigs(he plays lead guitar)
Riding on the back of my husband's Harley

OTHER

I come from a family of writers; my grandmother, father and brother are all poets/songwriters as well.
My brother is also an AP poet, please check out his stuff (DeAnges)
I now live in Southern California, but I lived near Seattle for 13 years.
I suffer from Fibromyalgia, a chronic pain and fatigue disorder.