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Name: Weston
Country: United States
State: Mississippi
Metro: Tupelo
Birthday: 6/22/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: I adore LED ZEPPELIN. and here's the list: Jimi Hendrix, Sublime, The Who, The Beatles, Grand Funk Railroad, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Bob Dylan, Grateful Dead, Pink Floyd, Phish, Blind Melon, Bob Marley, The Rolling Stones, Simon and MothaF*ckin Garfunkel...oh yeah...Jack Johnson, Ben Harper, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Oasis, SilverChair, The Doors, Jet, Modest Mouse, Rufio, Nirvana, and any real time rock'n'roll. and others as well but you get the point. Pondering my own existance, mind expansion...but i think that's a little cliche...i like to call it "conscious explosion" hehe. I love sunsets/rises, and stars amaze and captivate me. Nature itself is a beautiful gift from God himself that I cherish and do not take for granted. I'm on a quest for love as are we all...
Expertise: Throught the power of my mighty ax I have the ability to influence everything you think...not really but I do play guitar. Music. Poetry, lyrics, I love to write music.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Nonprofit
Message: message me
AIM:  westonsmith05
Yahoo:  westonsmith05
Member Since:
10/26/2004
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| Happy Birthday George Harrison... | | |
| When the power of love overcomes the love of power...
the world will know peace.
-Jimi Hendrix | | |
| Yes to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,
Silhouetted by the sea, Circled by the circus sands,
With all memory and fate, driven deep beneath the waves.
Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
This weekend was really fulfilling. There was a moment in which I will remember the rest of my life: Very similar to the aforementioned lyric. We danced beneath the diamond sky by the slightly fog-hendered moonlit lake seeing for just as far as humanly possible during the day. I can assure you...I was among the stars.
Friends are friends to the very end... through thick and thin.
peace and love to all my beautiful brothers and sisters and may God bless
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| My galley chargèd with forgetfulness
Thorough sharp seas, in winter nights doth pass
'Tween rock and rock; and eke mine enemy, alas,
That is my lord, steereth with cruelness;
And every oar a thought in readiness
As though that death were light in such a case.
An endless wind doth tear the sail apace
Of forcèd sighs and trusty fearfulness.
A rain of tears, a cloud of dark disdain,
Hath done the wearied cords great hindrance
Wreathèd with error and eke with ignorance.
The stars be hid that led me to this pain.
Drownèd is reason that should me consort, [some versions: comfort]
And I remain despairing of the port.
-- Thomas WyattBeautiful... | | |
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