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Traffic Cop In Opium Den...

Officer Stravansky was a traffic cop. He was one of those deplorable men in white cotton gloves who was paid on a weekly basis to contradict street lights and impede the flow of traffic based entirely on his own opinion. Officer Stravansky took his job seriously. He took his job seriously and was used to having other people take his job seriously. So it came to pass that Officer Stravansky was shocked and offended when a young man in a red convertible – young men always drive red convertibles – ignored his authoritative and near godly hand gesture, and sped through his intersection recklessly. This incident shook the entire foundation of Offi

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A ConversationI'm talking to the clouds.
They aren't listening. In fact, they couldn't hear me if they wanted to. They're just sitting up there, flying, just like I wish I could, whispering to each other about how small the sky is, how meaningless the world beneath them is, and how insignificant they feel in comparison to the stars. They mourn the deaths of their many friends and relatives in the futile war against the evil and oppressive mountain ranges that jut out into such a small portion of their territory. A war they cannot win. A war that will never end. And they swear, with passionate, thundering, voices that they will honor their fall A Conversation
by ~Amerimov

CaravanI used to be such a cool guy Didn’t even have to really try All the girls in my school Wanted me
I used to have such awesome times Drinking beer and committing petty crimes All the burn-outs in my school High fived me
[Chorus] Crusin’ in my Caravan from ‘98 Pick up my crew and stay out late Times, well they were pretty great When you were with me But now things have changed No, they just aren’t the same All my friends are really lame And I don’t have a girlfriend
Eating lunch out on the lawn Caravan
by ~Amerimov

LamentBrain, brain go away And come back on a brighter day When leaves will fall and branches sway When love drifts through the dusty rays When I can turn to her and say Today we've found our hope
With moods profoundly falling up And faceless bodies digging down Say our love will never stop Hide us in the dark garage And feed us upon tobacco and rusty nails Until once more the breathing stops And we can think with clarity
Make the songs we seem to sing Make them louder Make them stronger Make them sing themselves with ever-rising joy Lament
by ~Amerimov

For YouAll the time I've seen you My mind's been working overtime Finding ways to fix you Finding ways to make you mine
Every day I meet you Makes me thank god above
Dreaming ways to touch you Dreaming ways to get your love
And I know that while I miss you And how much I long to kiss you I could never get you to stay But even though I'm gonna find it a bit tough You know I love you enough To change my ways For You
by ~Amerimov

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Well...

Wed Oct 31, 2007, 3:27 PM

So I know I shouldn't be using this anymore, but hey, I just posted my 100th deviation. And while it's not that awesome or anything, I thought it was worth typing in this little box thing. You know, cause I'm at work. And should be sorting paper or something. But that's lame. Kind of like this is. Anyway. I now swear off the little journal entry feature thing for another 100 deviations, at which time I will resurface to astound you with my brilliance and swallow the souls of fifty-six virginal cellists.

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Listening to: Is It Only Love - The Pretty Things
Reading: N/A
Watching: N/A
Playing: Avoid Your Job
Eating: Candy
Drinking: Water

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Current Residence: Portland, OR.
Interests: Writing, film, biochemistry, crafting personal religion.
Favourite movie: Better Luck Tomorrow.
Favourite band or musician: The Grateful Dead.
Favourite genre of music: Psychedelic.
Favourite artist: Old Skool: Rembrandt. Nu Skool: Alex Grey.
Favourite poet or writer: Thomas Stearns Eliot, Aldous Huxley, and Carlos Castaneda.
Favourite photographer: Ansel Adams.
Favourite style of art: Traditional.
Operating System: The Orb of Life.
Favourite game: Croquet.
Favourite gaming platform: The Astral Plane.
Personal Quote: "What happens if I stop deciding?"
Tools of the Trade: Pen, Moleskine, Brilliance, Various Chemicals.

Email: amerimov@gmail.com

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=rubberman542

May 2, 2008, 4:20:10 AM

Many thanks for the Watch

~ashes2infinity

May 1, 2008, 7:48:01 PM

thanks for the add and fav!

~memeskulls

May 1, 2008, 7:33:52 AM

Thanx for the fave!

~heliotropium

Apr 19, 2008, 5:10:05 PM

I met you searching with the keyword ARMENIA.
Ysterday was possible to watch the movie "Voyage en Armenie", made by Guéridian. A real trip to a hidden past reality, in the contemporary time.
Stay in touch. I'm making a commentary about it in my journal.

~MostUnstableOne

Apr 12, 2008, 5:29:22 AM

Hey,
just wanted to tell you that I love your writing and I think you're really talented.
That's it

~Amerimov

Apr 14, 2008, 10:45:49 AM

Thanks alot.

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*Nautika

Apr 8, 2008, 5:25:27 PM

Thanks so much for the add. <3

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