And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason,
For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide
In sadness and in kindness
In light and in darkness.
In a boat made of hope
I shall sail to tomorrow,
In a winding hurricane
Made of treachery and sorrow.
There's a spear, endless, and colossal spear...
Piercing, slashing though my head.
Starting somewhere in heaven,
Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing.
Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing.
On the heaven's and hell's whim.
To be light or to be darkness.
A perpetual array.
It's not merely my choi
Current Residence: Ireland Favourite genre of music: Classical Favourite cartoon character: Hong Kong Phooey (Drew a complete blank on cartoons other than this... wierd)
Favourite Movies
Serenity / When Harry met Sally / Hot Fuzz
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Simon and Garfunkel / Rodrigo y Gabriela / The Black Mages / Mozart ... Diverse, Ain't It?
Favourite Writers
Terry Pratchett
Favourite Games
Command and Conquer / Final Fantasy / Elder Scrolls
Favourite Gaming Platform
Sega Megadrive (First I ever got :))
Tools of the Trade
None yet really...
Other Interests
Reading / Cycling / Badminton / Swimming / Learning to draw / Tv / Games
Well...Well, well, well...
This is my first Journal Entry, joined DA just over a month ago, watched a few folk. Today I did that little picture beside my name on my main page, thats about it really.
Padraic