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P.
Messaging Off
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Interested In:
Just looking around
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Member Since:
Sep 2003
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Hometown:
Seal Beach, CA
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P.'s URL:
http://profiles.friendster.com/2191243
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Occupation:
Artist
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Affiliations:
capitol hill watercolor society
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What I enjoy doing:
self importance, tao
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Favorite Books:
Fast Food Nation by Eric Schlosser, Slaughter House 5 by Kurt Vonnegut
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Favorite Movies:
consuming is not productive
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Favorite Music:
bright eyes, belle and sebastian, velvet underground, cursive, desparecidos, nick drake, jethro tull, hendrix, tom waits, cake, G 'N R, adam green, ludwig von, camper von, locust, otis redding, Kool Kieth, Old Dirty Bastard, Air, Black Heart Procession, (Old)Bowie, Dylan
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Favorite TV Shows:
monty python's flying circus, ren and stimpy, the state, jackass, tom green show, but really if that's the only way you can find to relate to me, then i'm sorry.
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About Me:
lately, i've been trying quite hard not to believe in any
thing, as though a solid denial and refusal to accept
could some how negate everything, and some how prove that
everything anyone else believes is mere folly.
www.pwilliamsart.com
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Who I Want to Meet:
God, so i can spit in his(non-gender-specific)eye. fucker.
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of his ninja journey. Like one of those
baby birds that cannot fly or
something. Real ultimate power comes
from within.
description. he is the intersection of
two great forces: a creator of beauty
who works with unusual skill and
unending dedication; a savage violence
exercised with casual disregard. what
he does he does with vehement force and
extraordinary passion. i have always
been in awe of the furnace that burns
within him and the quick wit he
exercises with seeming ease. he's a
longtime friend and a great partner in
any exploit, whether it be a day out in
the surf or a trek through the
backcountry.
looked up to p.; even after he burned
my toys, made me play hanger fo,
tossed a bocheball on my head, and the
countless times he has made me cry.
yes p. is a true brother and i love
him for that and so should you.
the brush, P., who of many comrade
warriors sits in highest glory beside
me. His sword drinks alongside
mine the bloodshed of battle and his
cup clinks with mine at the feasting-
board. Let us drink long draughts of
heady mead to him, for long shall
our glory last that is reflected from
this brilliant sun, whose lustrous
tapestries depict forever in undying
thread the valorous deeds of the
noblest band of warriors in the
shining halls of the battle-slain,
Valhalla. Hail him who knows
forsooth the far-reaching sight of
Mimir, and has drunk deeply of the
well wherein the secret of steel lurks.
Lift we our horns of mead, and shout
"Metal, fire, murder and pain, and
spare not the enemy!!"