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Descending or Ascending?



I'm not sure. I suppose I should flip a coin heads descending tails ascending.



Does one descend into madness or ascend into madness. Logically one would probably say descending-But madness has nothing to do with logic and everything to do with chaos.



This music is oddly soothing. Scary.



(Oh-I'm listening to Lestat. I found this rather interesting band online calling themselves Lestat. Vision of Sorrows is the name of their Album. Released in 1994. I'm sure if you search it on youtube you can find it)



And distracting.



I lost whatever train of thought I was on.



Words fail. I suffer from acute madness. Ascending, descending, and all points in between.



Off to bed with me.

I was on a beach in New Orleans filming my little adventure on my cheap camera. Sitting in the sand filming people going by, filming the gulf, filming the sky and ect. Then I get up with the camera, still filming, walking along a path into a park of some kind with trees along each side of the path. Then the path changes, instead of trees there are buildings. I suddenly realize I'm not in New Orleans anymore I'm in NYC. I'm on a street now surrounded by concrete buildings. Not sure which street. Then I'm walking through a sewer pipe a huge one that leads underground. Still filming everything. People all around me. I'm caught suddenly by this guy in some kind of police/army uniform-He has blond hair, and is wearing Those John Lennon type sunglasses. He asks me if I have seen Max. I tell him no. He takes my camera to look at the film. I am allowed to leave. I work my way through a crowd of people. Find my way to some boat dock and sit dangling my feet over the edge of the doc. The blond officer finds me and returns the camera says something to the effect of " You were telling the truth you didn't see him." And walks away.



I wake up.

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Angelus
01:02 Feb 27 2011

that was me, askin 'bout Dark Angel.

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Ophiucharian
04:26 Feb 28 2011

~Smiles~



I've actually seen a few angels in my time. Glimpses only. They never seem to stick around long enough for pictures.

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The thought came to me as I was reading a novel between calls today at work. I seem to devour some books when I read. I mean if they taste really good I eat them up. If the characters are interesting, the plot is good, and there are ideas for me to grab onto and think about. If the book engages me. This one was. Neil Gaiman's Neverwhere. I haven't finished it yet but I'm half way through. It's all about a man named Richard who one evening on his way to dinner with his fiance encounters an injured girl bleeding on the street. Despite his fiance's telling him to just leave the injured girl there he helps her. The fiance breaks off the engagement. Richard suddenly finds himself in a reality that no longer believes he exists. People that once knew him don't. Some don't even acknowledge his presence. So he goes in search of the girl he helped hoping she might be able to fix things. I won't say much more now in case you haven't read it and want to. But it's interesting-And I'm devouring it. Some books I don't devour because I loose interest fast. This one seems to be holding me in place until the end. Got me to wondering just what it is about some books that do that where others do not.

I'm not very good with writing about myself. Ask me to write some mythical creature and I've very little problem with it.



I write stories and poetry. Perhaps I will put some in here soon. I live in Canada currently. Land of snow and ice.



I love music. I love to read. I love traveling. I love New Orleans LA. I've been there 5 times now-It's my home away from home.

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littleimp
12:06 Feb 17 2011

so what else can you tell me about your home town, i mean do you have any good places to go to ...

i live in chicago so as always i have lots to do but not much time to do it in because i have to work two jobs just to pay the rent .

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Ophiucharian
12:50 Feb 21 2011

Not much to tell. I live in a small town, by the ocean in Canada. We have too much snow, and cold 8 months of the year. I think we've had 60+ cm of snow fall this winter all total. To put it in perspective. We have a few small pubs/bars here nothing like what one might find in Chicago or New Orleans or New York or Boston. A few historical sites like the Loyalist cemetery and park. It's literally a cemetery and park people eat their lunch in there and have picnics among the grave stones. Some of the graves date back to the 1700's. It's interesting.

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