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| == Gabriel Simon == | |||
| Hello, My name is Gabriel Simon, so you can guess where my User name comes from...'''''(scroll down for poetry)''''' | |||
| ] | |||
| Any hoo, I watch ], I read ] on days when I don't have a headache, I write, a lot, and I'm working on a few comic strip series, which I hope to turn into my own animated series some time. I have my own web site, just type in www and then my name and .com and you have it. My favourite animals are ], ], and ]s. | |||
| It happens that I am a ] Canadian, though I have heard that it can be rude in some ways to say it that way, so I just say I am one of the L'noog (if you say it phonetically, you'll get it right). | |||
| I have been called wise, accepting and generous, so feel free to talk to me if you need me for anything like advice and the like. | |||
| I'm not hard to get a hold of, just go for my email address in MSN and you can speak to me. gab@gabrielsimon.com ... I'm amazed at my own typos, a moment ago I almost spelled it gabrielsimion... like I'm named after monkeys.... sheesh... | |||
| It has been said that I have a very open mind as well.... | |||
| I have been called inhumanly patient... and inhuman. If you want to know more, ask. I'm on MSN, YIM and AIM. Leave a message at my email address to learn what the IDs are. | |||
| =recent update= | |||
| Please note that no matter how much any of my edits offend you, I'm not trying to do that, so if people would please stop deleting what I say while in the grips of offended emotion, we could all be a little happier. Thanks. | |||
| =lately= | |||
| things have been going wrong with everything i touch. gainfull employment is ever elusive, my eyes are infected and some times i dont eat for a few days to make thingw work. i saythis out of honesty, not for pity. ive been trying to rectify this, thus my site is soon to fill with reviews of film and anime and charctor designs for a few projects of mine, if all goes well, i might get a meaningfull job and getto upgrade my marks from hughschool.... if all goes qwell, what a statement..... youll wexuse me if i cnt spell right from time to time o,r my manners seem a little lacking... the eye infection messess with my tyiing abillity...] 01:28, 30 July 2005 (UTC) | |||
| holidays of note | |||
| ] | |||
| more to come as i learn of them! | |||
| My interests include: | |||
| *writing | |||
| *] | |||
| *]s | |||
| *] | |||
| *] (the real ones, not those dumb movie creations) | |||
| *] | |||
| *mythology in general really... | |||
| *] | |||
| *]es | |||
| *forgotten histories | |||
| *giving advice | |||
| *and of course, the eternal search for love, but for that, I can be patient. | |||
| ==Poetry of mine== | |||
| Comments are welcome. | |||
| Verses<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| A promise made<br> | |||
| Is a promise honored<br> | |||
| Unless one is betrayed<br> | |||
| My emotions are tortured<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| To be treated in this way<br> | |||
| For so long makes me physically sick<br> | |||
| Words of protest I cannot say<br> | |||
| In my throat the words do stick<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Hear my silent screams of agony<br> | |||
| Weep alongside me<br> | |||
| Help me to heal<br> | |||
| From what I feel<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Live my Hell<br> | |||
| Why can you not see<br> | |||
| For whom tolls the bell<br> | |||
| Why can no one see<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| My tortured sadness is as dark as light<br> | |||
| As bright as night<br> | |||
| My throat is tight<br> | |||
| Each breath I take is a fight<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Feelings I must fight<br> | |||
| Such a fright<br> | |||
| Each horrible night<br> | |||
| I must bear witness to the imaginary fight<br> | |||
| Between the darkness and the light<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| But there is only darkness in my soul<br> | |||
| No light<br> | |||
| Black as coal<br> | |||
| The darkness which flows from the hole<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Draw a ragged breath<br> | |||
| Watch this latest death<br> | |||
| Watch the dying one squirm and wither<br> | |||
| Watch this one quiver<br> | |||
| As he waits for the reaper<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Rebirth transcends<br> | |||
| Makes new beginnings from old ends<br> | |||
| Ties up and seals old ends<br> | |||
| Shifts and bends<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Shedding of emotions, opening of the mind<br> | |||
| Never looking for long behind<br> | |||
| Curing of the mind<br> | |||
| Longing for what is lost, left behind<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| this one was written after a friend of minenamed sara hung herself<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| As I near my end<br> | |||
| I can no longer pretend<br> | |||
| To feel not<br> | |||
| The Pain brought<br> | |||
| By another by pain fraught<br> | |||
| Just as I ought<br> | |||
| To know<br> | |||
| That the blow<br> | |||
| Is unintentional so<br> | |||
| It does make the Pain no easier go.<br> | |||
| Covered with doubt, head to toe<br> | |||
| A doubt that will not go<br> | |||
| And so<br> | |||
| The tears, nightly they do flow<br> | |||
| From mine eyes, I do not know<br> | |||
| How to stop them so<br> | |||
| I asked, begged for help in doing so<br> | |||
| Only to be rejected and tossed to and fro<br> | |||
| I've asked everyone I know<br> | |||
| To help stop the flow<br> | |||
| Of my tears, but no<br> | |||
| One can help, save the one who does know<br> | |||
| The cause as well as I. But she is so<br> | |||
| Busy with Treason, and to her I cannot freely go<br> | |||
| What crime, what injustice did I commit? I must know<br> | |||
| But if I am not spoken to, I cannot know<br> | |||
| So I wait for the final blow<br> | |||
| Even though<br> | |||
| She will never see or know<br> | |||
| Until there is a tag on my toe.<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Sealed<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Behind locks sealed tight<br> | |||
| Rages this creature of the night<br> | |||
| Behind those cold eyes <br> | |||
| A soul cries<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| No one hears<br> | |||
| No one cares<br> | |||
| In the cells cold corner balled<br> | |||
| Shivering in the dark corner<br> | |||
| Locked in and walled<br> | |||
| He craves both redemption and the butcher<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Smoke tanka<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Smoke rising away<br> | |||
| Fading slowly to not<br> | |||
| As purposeless lives<br> | |||
| Waste so much potential<br> | |||
| Hurts everyone in due time<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Rabbit Haiku<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| rabbit runs along its paths<br> | |||
| like commuters on thier way<br> | |||
| all very self absorbed<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Time Tanka<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Seed to mighty redwood<br> | |||
| Infant to strong, healthy adult<br> | |||
| The cave wide, gaping mouth<br> | |||
| All require vast patience or<br> | |||
| You'll never get it quite right<br> | |||
| <br> | |||
| Gabriel Simon<br> | |||
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