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Name:
Joseph
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CANNONADE UPON THE RAMPARTS OF HEAVEN

His father had died
Some years before
And now he lies
Dying on the floor
Last gasp and sigh
No blood nor gore
He ascends and flies
Through death's deathless door
His body cold and smile wry
Final reply to rejected lore
Eyes of glass that cannot cry
Tears that fell will fall no more
His body home to worm and fly
And empty yell and muted roar
Recourse spent, nothing left to try
For indifferent judges sit the court
Never an appeal they did not deny
Despite the billions through which they sort
No heaven nor hell nor truth nor lie
But at least his smile was a wry retort

-YosefK80-
About Me:
 
I am alone...I remember how in the hot early puberty, realizing myself left alone the whole of a cavernous and gloomed afternoon in my grandfather's large unsentineled home, I would be taken at the pit of the stomach with a most bitter, criminal gliding and cold serpent restiveness, and would wander from vacant room to vacant room examining into every secrecy from fungoid underearth to rarehot roof and from the roof would gaze in anguish and contempt upon the fronded suffocations of the midsummer city; trying to read; trying to play the piano; ravening upon volumes of soft-painted nudes; staring hungrily and hatefully into mirrors; rifling drawers, closets, boxes, for the mere touch at the lips and odor of fabrics, pelts, jewels, switches of hair; smoking cigars, sucking at hidden liquors; reading the piteous enthusiasms of ribboned letters stored in attic trunks; at length I took off my clothes, planted obscenities in the cold hearts of every mirror in foreknowledge, what unseen words and acts lurked ambushed in those deep white seas before the innocent fixtures of a lady's hair: I permitted nothing to escape the fingering of my senses nor the insulting of the cold reptilian fury of the terror of lone desire which was upon me...
Let Us Now Praise Famous Men
by
James Agee...

... ... ... ...
My own thoughts on all of these little repressed homos on youtube who always call people fags and faggots...
First off: get a new insult, it is so incredibly boring...
Secondly: I'm going to break you down like a dime store psychologist, because that's about all the complexity you punks are worth...

Homophobes are usually men so terrified of their own cocks that they feel the need to go around cutting off everyone elses'; figuratively to be sure; probably literally if we let the fucking savages. Impotent little rednecks of the mind and spirit; impotent physically, impotent mentally, they feel the cold touch of fear when forced to contemplate that tiny, inert length of flesh that seems to dangle so uselessly between their legs one hundred percent of the time; even if this most mystifying of inches WERE to stir occasionally, miracle of all miracles, these repressed reprobates wouldn't have the faintest idea of how to use it at all, let alone properly. These little men, these mental midgets, would be hilarious if they weren't so angry and multitudinous. As it is, you sound common, and are far too easy to read...you need to find to a new way to cover up the fact that you are gay.

YosefK

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark
And whistled early with the lark

In winter trenches, cowed and glum
With crumps and lice and lack of rum
He put a bullet through his brain
No one spoke of him again

You smug faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go

Seigfried Sassoon
...................................
Another restless night
Sole company of my thoughts
And fragments of thoughts
Peculiar ideas and images that seem to originate from outside of myself
Thoughts industrial
Of grinding gears and sodden heat
Of the incessant hiss of valve and pipe
Heavy fetor of oil and lubricant bonding with dense reflective metal
Thumping
Thumping
The corrupted drumbeat of progress
Everything is soiled by it
Inundated by grease and soot and smoke
The sky is dimmed and then blackened by it
Clouds upon clouds of progress
Gaping metal maws that must consume if they are to construct
Perhaps one day we shall feed ourselves into their teeth

Sole company of my thoughts
And fragments of thoughts
Peculiar ideas and images that seem to originate from outside of myself
Thoughts of distances unfathomable
For even the stars must die
They will paint themselves upon the reaches in bold strokes of light
A final cosmic scream that will echo and resonate across the interstices of space
Echoes
Echoes
Across the interstices of space
I do not mourn them
For what have they ever done for me?
Except to make me feel a mote in futile comparison
Mocking me with their inscrutability and sheer preponderance of numbers
Reaching through the spans of time in a relentless and undead dance of motion and energy
Sometimes I hate the stars

Sole company of my thoughts
And fragments of thoughts
Peculiar ideas and images that seem to originate from outside of myself
Thoughts of a future uninhabited
Of crumbling structures and rusted metal
Does the blowing wind still whistle if no one remains to hear its song?
Perhaps
Perhaps not
All I know is that roaches have no ears
But they are meek and so shall inherit the earth
World bequeathed to the furtive scuttling of whisper thin legs
And sensitive antennae
Given over to gross carapace and writhing larvae
But they are meek and robotic
And so shall not even know to gloat over their ascendancy
They will go about their simple business and think of us no more

A. Maslow
Hometown:
Twin Cities
Country:
United States
Interests:
Reading, reading, and more reading, a bit of writing, listening to music, watching movies(good movies, not Hollywood crap), playing video games, talking mad shit, and watching the occasional youtube video...The two greatest presidents in America's history are Abraham Lincoln and F.D.R, in that order. Favorite quote? That would have to go to Churchill: The greatest argument against democracy is a five minute conversation with your average voter!--All you have to do to prove this one is talk to most people on this very website, the ignorance is astonishing(you know who you are!)...
Movies:
Deadwood...The Wire...The Office(the British version, not that bullshit American one), and the Eastenders(my guilty pleasure), Keeping Up Appearances, just about ANYTHING on PBS. Apocalypse Now, Taxi Driver, Raging Bull, Kundun, One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, Bladerunner(existentialism at it's finest), Cool Hand Luke, The Deerhunter, The Thin Red Line, The English Patient, Lost Empires, Richard the Third(the one with Ian McKellan), Fog of War, Death of a Salesman, Three Seasons, The Seven Samurai, Yojimbo, anything else by Akira Kurosawa(a fucking genius!), Evangelion, Dagger of Kamui, Metropolis, Howl's Moving Castle, I like a lot of foreign flicks(subtitle only, please, none of that dubbed shit)...FAVORITE GAMES(they don't have this listed): Final Fantasy Tactics(favorite of all time), SnakeEater, The Wind Waker, Resident Evil 4, Dragon Quest 8, Symphony of the Night, Tobal 1 and 2, PSO, Ridge Racer 4, so many more I can't think of...
Music:
The Pixies, Frank Black, Kings of Leon, Modest Mouse, Bloc Party, Cut Copy, Depeche Mode, The Killers(only their first album, though), David Bowie, Lou Reed, The Strokes, The Police, lots of rock, some house (Glenn Underground, Paul Johnson, Roy Davis Jr.), a few (very few)rap 'artists'(Common Sense(only the old Sense), Outkast, De La Soul, the GZA), some drum and bass, J.S. Bach, Mozart Piano Sonatas, Chopin, Erik Satie, Tchaikovsky, various Jazz artists(Art Pepper, Bill Evans, Stan Getz, Weather Report), etc., etc...
Books:
The Brothers Karamazov(my all time favorite, the KING of all novels; I defy you to name me a greater writer than Dostoevsky!), The Idiot(absolutely beautiful), Crime and Punishment (Raskolnikov is my hero), The Master and Margarita(another funny fucking book), The Trial, Birdsong, Regeneration(the whole Pat Barker Trilogy), The Naked and the Dead(I read it EVERY summer), Executioner's Song(go Gary Gilmore, stick it to those Mormon fucks! I wept at the end of this book), Shot Through the Heart(excellent companion piece to Executioner's Song, by Mikal Gilmore), A House for Mr. Biswas(one of the funniest and most poignant books ever), The Stranger, The Plague, The Penal Colony, Dreadnought, Peter the Great, The Fifties, Pontius Pilate, This Hallowed Ground, Stonewall Jackson(Portrait of a Soldier), The Nightmare of Reason(about Franz Kafka, the greatest biography I've EVER read), The Good Earth, Albert Speers' Memoirs, The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich, the Gulag Archipelago(perhaps the greatest non-fiction book I've ever read), the Riverrun Trilogy, the Dune series(Greatest Sci-fi ever, the original six, NOT the new series), The God Delusion, The Road to Verdun, Eye Deep in Hell, In Flanders Fields, The Price of Glory, All Quiet on the Western Front, Spark of Life, The Grapes of Wrath, A Very Long Engagement, Let Us Now Praise Famous Men, The Collected Works of Oscar Wilde, Why Do Birds?, Lyndon Johnson: Master of the Senate(scary to learn how the Senate works, a bunch of bastards!), The Jungle, Slaughterhouse Five, and Mother Night, just to name a few...
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Channel Comments
zxtcs (1 day ago)
read again. i always pass out but i'm not proud of it, i don't get drunk, i just have a drink and get tipsy, nowaiBsayinbruffah,png
zxtcs (1 day ago)
if u can still type u ainz drunk,,,we're all fakerz, we all know it but none of us have the cojones 2 actually do it ,,,
zxtcs (1 day ago)
ain nowon ganno leaf . ppl b hooked on a hook by the hooknowz,,,

....just consider the new design tough love, it;s Yt saying ''get a fkn life'' ah.
zxtcs (1 day ago)
LiL B b nuffin wizzouz the /\/otOriuz BIG,,,,det niqq beez a lyrical poet and it aint a conspiracy theory, only niqtards who watch fox tv use that term btw,,,,already gglzd the melting point of steel niqqy ? lolza
zxtcs (1 day ago)
I olweyz faught she wuz americunt, zo wat cuntinant she b hailing from than,,,,don't U also hate it when ppl don't know da divv beyween then and than ,,,?,,i think we need a grammar police srsly,,,,just fkn kill irl,,,,that'l teachM ,,,ah.
zxtcs (1 day ago)
So she's English and ur an Ameritard ?,,, E relationshits are very erotic , living 2gether is just filthy porn,,,i ain meth atcha thO anz nietha B 2pac
Myshkin1980 (1 day ago)
I ain't zpamming you, zizzy...you juzt can't deep up...
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zxtcs (1 day ago)
Arctic Monkeys - I Bet You Look Good On The Dance Floor (2005)

I love waking up half drunk and grabbing a drink,,,,alos wished my lappy had louder speakers,,,,so wazzup with U N ur gf, u ppl dont live 2gether yet ?,,,i like her, shes got a very sexy mind,,,
zxtcs (1 day ago)
Hellow joey, why spam me so much ? just shatted myself 4 the first time this year, why else U think i'm on YT fdafs,,,ah.
Myshkin1980 (2 days ago)
Wish I had your grandfather...mine didn't show me shit...I'm STILL a work in progress...when you're a five, you're not thinking ten, you're not seeing seven, you're not even six...gotta get used to talking with you cordially...its like breaking in new kicks...shoes to the dicks...
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