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The Other SideBrian Pierce was a simple man. He had his simple wishes, simple cravings, and his simple yet unwavering ability to simplify things that seemed to stump most men. Brian Pierce was an analyst. Better yet, the character in this story was no meager analyst. He was a poet.The Other Side
It was July 1st 1992 when he first met the woman in Berlin, Germany at a small local bar. He, being the poet that he was, had come across frequent bouts of writers block in his days. It just so happened, that July 1st had been one of those days.
It was a sunny day. The wind danced among the trees, and the sun beamed with a confidence seldom


The Burning City IntroHow lovely the night is. Honestly, I cant seem to get over it. Here I am, sitting on a porch, staring into its deep, solemn space, feeling the smoke from my cigarette clash with the light of my computer screen. Its times like this that make me want to drink it all in, like some sort of fancy, hazy wine. Just as I was typing this, I, in fact, did attempt to take this peace into my being, so to speak, and my cigarette burned a nice hole right at entrance level to my crotch like some sort of whore-hole. I find it somewhat ironic, looking at all these city lights on. I dont see too many cars going up and down thThe Burning City Intro


Im From FireI am from FireIm From Fire
All Consuming Flames
Of Incinerating Planes
I am the Kiln Man...
Where Ideas are Clay And my fire burns all of The Water Away...
Phantasms of Shapes I am in a Burning Race to Find the Tunnels
To the Light of Day
I am From Wood Rotting Away Amidst the Nature
Thats Calls my Name Time is My Bane Into the Ground I Shall Lay Until I Myself Am Also Clay...
I Am From Words, Poems, and Songs, Infinite is where I truly Belong Present in Sun But not in the Rain &n
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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Let Every Man Be Swift To Hear, Slow To Speak, And Slow To Wrath. (James 1:19)
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"Every minute that we refuse to love one another, another puppy cries another tear" - Dr. House
"Dont leave me please"
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The best way to become boring is to say everything - voltair
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"The goal isn't to live forever,
the goal is to create something that will."
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