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A human being. Just like to pop around the internet, leaving tidbits. Sometimes, I'm just observing. Learning. You want to chat. Hit me up. I enjoy deep and meaningful conversations and Greek mythology. Willing to speak with all people from all walks of life. I like a lot of different things and love meeting new people. Consider myself an atheist, but it starts with kindness. You be kind to me, I will return the courtesy. I respect all equally, or at least try. Offical name, James, Massachusetts, But we are more than names, aren't we? Feel free to enjoy humanity in its peaks and valleys. If you do add anything to my lists, be respectful. I will remove anything homophobic, or propaganda, and things I simply do not agree with. If you catch something inappropriate in my eyes (or yours, with consideration), it will be removed immediately. Just throw me a comment, even on the observed post, with a heads up.


Email: jhstrychnine@yahoo.com

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J H "Rancid" I watched the saint lift his ugly crown from his stool, and he grimaced like his teeth were going to pop through his lips. - run your fingers down my spine. Turn my skin backward so I can understand descent. There will never be an excuse or an exit to absolve. He whispered , "All things , my dear are glass shards meant to be broken so I know you are beneath me, bent like a branch in winter" his pupils changed and grew hungry "today I understand". I whispered, "How so?" Finally, I saw what was before me, three blind women, prayers in front of them, heads so low it seemed like they were asleep. My hands shook the dust in the room as I inhaled the scent of rancid candles scattered before me. He flicked the back of my ear. "Learn to crawl because your legs are forfeit." A spinning sound. A spurt of radiant red. He laughed deeper - a blackhole where his mouth was, and suddenly, I knew how to accept divination. Too crumble. Too have the taste of betrayal in my mouth. Poison all the flowers before you go because one day a seed will carry corpse dust far and wide. I looked once more at what I was becoming. The dimness of a person. - So very shadowed by all. One of the women took a finger as a token, and I fell quiet, like being in a structurally yet unstable dream. Her rotten teeth showed in a glimpse of light, and I smiled. -Already changing like a clot before it bursts. JH .... (6 months ago (edited))
 
 
J H Always know that sometimes the truth hurts. But so does silence. .. .. "What is it you pray for"? - Hellraiser. (1 year ago (edited))
 
 
J H Exactly how I feel after this sham of an election in 2024. Democrats do nothing(which is why I consider myself an Independent) and Republicans destroy everything they touch. My cat Lily for president in 2028. (1 year ago (edited))
 
 
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