wRitEhAnDman's profile
AGE:
30
LOC: Waianae, HI
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 29
LOC: Waianae, HI
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: October 29
Like probably most everyone else, I swear I came out of the womb with pen in hand. That’s how long I have been and how much I love writing.
In high school I finished two volumes of poetry and evolved into playwrighting in college. Lately, I been trying to finish my book. It’s a memoir and a journal at the same time… that’s the best way to describe it.
Now Im here…because Im just like the rest of you—just happy and amazed to be involved with a community like this.
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VERSE 1: If I go, know that I love you And I tried, but I couldn't tell you the way I wanted to everyday If it seems that I 'aint gonna come back Ask yourself why it matters so much to keep track of all the wise-crack things I say CHORUS 1: It seems kind of petty to lay down to bed with you just for the sake of making use of our mattress now everything we do is Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless to me VERSE 2: If forgiveness seems to always escape you Maybe it's just not your way to Keep t...
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FOR SAFEKEEPING A play in two acts By: M. Keala Milles, Jr. 1/2000-7/2000 For Safekeeping M. Keala Milles Jr. 00:00 Monday 24 January 2000 First Typed Draft 00:31 Wednesday 24 May 2000 Final Typed Draft 1 00:52 Monday 24 July 2000 Final Typed Draft 2 PERSONS REPRESENTED (in order of appearance) LUCAS............…......…..............………...(M) early twenties ROSS......................….(M) his roommate, also early twenties JANINE...........….......…(F) Ross' current girlfriend, same age APARTM...
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On Your Lips On your lips, my name is beautiful as though your breath possesses it Hot with passion—to love and hate— Thick as a mystery still silent On your lips, my words haunt me —as though my conscience whispering cold as apparitions in the snow when just this hemisphere is sleeping On your lips, are mine in wet detail The memories of another life so vaguely familiar... May 17, 2004
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Vacantly I stare through the glass before me, at him-- Whom I thought to know once; His form is familiar-- As daily, I remember He treads that ancient Street of Dreams. Yet his vague visage knows not the welcoming warmth of my eyes; No. He does not recollect me And I remain to reflect Upon this undying undoing of memory. I call to him But my voice does not resound in his ears-- Rather it fades a waning echo in my head. This friend from ages past who knew me better then-- I am now forgotten to...
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It's an interesting isolation of the Odysseus myth and I find the concept of Calypso's lasting influence promising. However I feel your admirable attempt at deconstructing gets lost in less than tolerable meter and slightly underdeveloped conceit. You start out with the fantasy, leading to a sort of erotic narrative (which is good) about a forbidden love. I encounter some confusion in trying to determine if the references to Odysseus are figurative or literal-in that are you taking on the cha...
This is a tough one because though it is juvenile in concept, there is a level of maturity in the irony of the statement. (I also use maturity here in an ironic way). There's another form of irony in the fact that it is such a literal...thing....organic in it's own right but also somewhat familiar and almost recycled. It's the type of written word that has probably been processed by someone with less balls (again, intended) to speak it but lacks the refining of a ripened poet. I believe it is...
I really wanted to get into this because I love religious deconstruction and one of my favorite plays is R&G Are Dead, the existential qualities of which echo throughout your dialogue. Your random inquiries however, were more incessant than interesting [to me] however and I'm hoping that perhaps there's more to this Cain (the actual spelling) and Abel story than I am readily aware. The opening is confusing--clean it up by being as concise as possible. Whatever it is you see, describe it exact...
Briefly, I have been involved with Urbis from nearly the beginning--and when I say involved I do mean romantically because platonic love should never involve quite as much petty arguments over the relevence of uneducated judgment. Accordingly, I have morphed along with all the trifling iterations preceding this [still imperfect] network. That said, the egoists and the ignorami are everpresent. Suffice to say, I agree on all fronts. I may have to reexamine some of my possibly overlooked errors...
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