TheWhiteWalrus

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I am. My God... by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

Late, as usual... by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

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Late, as usual...

Late, as usual... I can not begin to Describe the emotions That you put my mind And body through. A Whirlwind of anger Followed by the Distressing moments of Questioning your loyalty To me and my life. The bitter blasts of Icy air rip my body Apart, or seem to. Skies of grey reflect The anguish I feel Every time I look For you, and you Are not there. The sun eclipses my Love for you as quickly As you made me. Then Suddenly, there you Are, coming around the Corner in that Minivan. If only you had been Here sooner, I might Still be able to feel My toes.

Arraign by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

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Arraign

Arraign O Diluted destruction of dominant minds. How strong a single pellet on the scale of life can be. Tipping the blind scales of sanity in either direction is simple. A contemplation of sincerest selfloathing endears the heart with thoughts of things lost. The beautiful wildflower in a meadow of monotonous marigolds slips through your fingers as easily as sleep overcomes the tired... ...as life is stolen in the blink of a blade... ...as meaning is lost in the poetic lines of a masterpiece... And you are left, longing for the scent of the rare flower. Yearning for the entrancing sight, for the inspiring presenc

Pea Soup by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

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Pea Soup

Fog. No, there's nothing special about it. It's just fog. One minute that car out there is in plain sight, and the next it just looks like fog. The same thing with that lamppost. I can see the light bulb right now, but give it thirty seconds and it's just going to be a sphere of orange glow. It's the same thing every night. That's just how it is here. It's always foggy at night. All day it's clear, the sun shining it's scorching rays. The clouds staying up in the sky where they belong, not among the cars and the streetlights. The birds flying in the sky, looping and diving and singing. And the people around here go to work, go to

Bourbon Speaks by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

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Bourbon Speaks

Something is worthy of this tattered shell. What is it? I can't decide. Maybe a world of rainbows. Or a sea of dreams. Or a bottle of spirits. Or a box of juke. Nothing is still. Everything is vibrating as if it's own energy will never be depleted. Why is it that I've never managed to see the sky? My head is focused on the ground that seems all too important. When you are suffering, I will be there to comfort you. In this state of mine.

Smiles of the Time by TheWhiteWalrus, literature

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Smiles of the Time

I can't help but smile At the happiness around me. Everyone is charging haphazardly Into a world of pure unknown. And still I smile. Some will be lost in the Wake of time and thought, Only to resurface in the Future at a random place At a random moment As your brain aches To try and remember their name. But now. The simple emotion of love Makes me smile. Someone's love sits in a lake, Back breaking and hand callusing In the burning sun of summer. And they are missed. By more than one. And I smile.

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About TheWhiteWalrus

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Artist // Photography

United States
Deviant for 19 years
He / Him

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Current Residence: Milwaukee, WI
Favourite genre of music: Classic Rock
Favourite style of art: Modern/Gothic (traditional)
Operating System: Mac OS 10.4.11
MP3 player of choice: iPod Shuffle
Shell of choice: Unleaded
Wallpaper of choice: Photos
Skin of choice: My Own
Favourite cartoon character: Murderface from Deathklok

Favourite Movies

Currently: "The Happening"

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Currently: Pearl Jam

Favourite Games

Rock Band

Favourite Gaming Platform

Wii

Tools of the Trade

Cannon Digital Rebel XTi

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Just the general crap.

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TheWhiteWalrus

Mar 17, 2008

Devious Journal Entry

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I've been getting more and more experimental with my photos. I see a bunch of weird shit on the horizon.

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TheWhiteWalrus

Feb 7, 2008

When All Is Lost, The Battle Is Won.

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So here we go. So I got a promotion at work.  The fuck-ass finally did one too many stupid things and got himself fired.  I'm going to be making more for being the proud owner of a set of shop keys.  Proud?  Not really.  I'm just glad I'm going to be making more cash.  Maybe I can start squirreling away again. But here's the deal.  I feel terrible about what I've done to all of you.  The whole dropping off the face of the Earth thing.  I'm just now starting to understand that I've been out-of-touch for nearly a fucking year.  I don't have anyones phone number anymore, and I don't have a cell...  So here's my shop's number 546-3456.  Here's