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Books: Books... Are the gateway to new realms, as some say. The passageway to a more enlightened state of mind. Some just like to pass the time. I personally enjoy the unmeasurable, no... The endless possibilities of the human mind. As some put it, everyone has a story. Mine just come in film.

Movies: Anything really. I belive in keeeping an open mind when it comes to alot of things, just because, you never know when you are looking at the next best thing.

Music: Well, favorite... Alternative.

Hobbies: Filming (obviosly) Photography Writing Drawing (Art in General) Art History (Favorite) Friends and Family, because, in the end, they are the ones beside us.

"Where?" You run, you hide, with time on your side, with youth as your guide, from me you hide, beneath the stars, darkness sets in, I see four white walls. Was it just a dream, of long ago, I saw you again, where did you go... "Hope" I see a new hope, I hope for new life, a new life for new hope, hope for a wife, with kids and a job, with a life of freedom, of happiness and love, I can't wait to meet them. "For my Dear" MY reality is checked, is my life right, should I want what I want, and think about it at night, should I let into my fears, show the tears, cry for crying, after all these years, letting go of emotions, letting go of me, into your arms, to let me free. "You" A misleading smile, Or a malicious grin, An evil snicker, From the dark within. An echo in my head, The thoughts that ensue, the thoughts of evil, the ones of you. "Poetry" Poetry is expression, like drawing and film, it can make you feel good, and bend to every whim. It can be happy, or sad, make you cry or feel glad, It comes in all forms, It comes in all sizes, it comes from the mind, when the feeling arises. "The face on the T.V." Is it a girl, is it a boy, is it a dog, No, maybe a toy, It runs and it plays, Laughs and cry, HOLY SHIT, NOT AGAIN. It was my thoughts while I was high. "Growing Up" Kids are growing, like little seeds, they have to learn, they have to feed, they have to drink, they have to live, to make another seed, another kid. "Heart Vs. Head" The head wonders, The heart knows, The head imagines, the heart shows. "Self-image" A broken mirror is portrayed, A broken image in place, A broken person lied to. Beauty lies within the eyes, then why, does it seem, to lie in the lies. "Death" The sight is horrible, the smell, intolarable, the sound is silence, and it peirces my ears, the sound of nothing, that is what I fear. "Blue" Do you like blue, why, yes I do, what about the flu, whats that got to do, HEY, I asked you. "Little Boy" A little boy, from a little town, sometimes he smiles, sometimes he frowns. He laughs and he plays, on a mid-summers day, or he lays, watching the day, drift away... -Peom by Lee O'Brien-