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The Gemini man is an intelligent, versatile, knowledgeable man who enjoys communication.

A convincing talker, combined with his youthful nature and the Gemini man can present a character of considerable appeal to most women.



It is more than likely then, that this male will have many girlfriends before he gets married.



The Gemini man loves travel, parties and entertainment and possesses a fun-loving outlook on life so, with such outlook it may be unwise that he refrains from settling down to early in life.



He will pursue a woman who interests him while a challenge exists, however, the relationship staying power of the Gemini man is generally not record breaking and he will often lose interest if he becomes bored and move on in search of new conquests.



Once married, however, the Gemini man will generally dedicate his energies in favour of his partner. By nature it is unlikely that he will be a dominating or demanding spouse and give due respect to his wife.

The Gemini man is one who has a wide variety of interests. He will seek a partner who is as intellectually stimulating as s he is sexually attractive and, one who is who is mobile, versatile, and not possessive.

In keeping with his “Sign of the Twins” the Gemini man has a wide range of friendships and he detests any feeling of being restricted or tied down.

Since Gemini is not the most consistent of the zodiacal signs, then any partner to a Gemini man will need to be a very patient person.

A relationship with a Gemini man can be very exciting, stimulating, and full of variety, however, there can be a tendency for it to be devoid of true emotional intensity.

A Gemini man can relate very well with those of the signs Aquarius, Aries, Libra and, in addition, be comfortable with Leo and Sagittarius.

Virgo, Capricorn and Taurus can be a challenge and, difficulties can arise with those with the more emotional signs of Pisces, Scorpio and Cancer.

I'm a Hustler Baby

(Oh) Dear!!!,....

I hate saying that it's necessary
BUT!!...it's necessary!..
playing my part as
part time artist / part time secretary
chasing dreams in a game of phone Tag
feeling like Im always "It!".
But I mean sh!t..
if you ask me what I really want to do
I'd tell it to you like this
I'd rather play hide and seek
with a blind business man
and paint for a straight week
without having to discuss business plans
-in demand.
Go to a beach without feeling like
im always breakdancin' on quick sand,
but damn!
for some reason
I can't help but listen to the clock tick talk
as if something in my mailbox is about to BLOW!.
so..
often my peace of mind is interrupted by..
"Peace out!, sorry old soul, but I gotta go!"
I gotta get that dough
so I can buy more time
to tell time to just...
slowwwwwww dooooooooooown
..for more than just a couple kodak moments..
I want to be able to lie down on the clouds
come down with the rain
and take more than just a couple of quick sips
from the ocean when I'm feeling thirsty
explore the world like a gypsy
and arrive at every unknown destination
as if i'm always bright and early -for a change!
...but then I wake up from my dreams again..
..the phone rings,
the e-mails comes in.
and its re:ad, write, send, re:peat
re:ad, write, send
re:ad, write, send the agreement
to buy more time
to tell time
that I would rather spend time
killing time LIVING
than spend time worried about rent
sifting through bills
and parking fines..
and the more I re:ply
to the time that flies by
the more I re:re:re:alise that
time is an immortal
on this beautiful battlefield
where only in my imagination
can it be killed
but the system we live in
says even that is on a time limit
the system we live in
makes you want to spend your hours like minutes.
it says use your shield
more than your sword
if you want more than
a standard standard of living
I'm stubborn I suppose?
A poet with a pen who wont stop swinging!
singing!!...
no I'm not out to be rich..
but Id be lying if I said
"oh sure! I'll be I satisfied being poor!"
not being able to support
the idea of being able to afford
the time
to tell time
that I deserve more..
than just two cents
so pass the jar around
and help me pay rent.

Saying my Please and thanks
all the way to the bank,
Sincerely,
The Clark Kent of time well spent

I'm a writer, not a lover"

*Found this from an old blog in 2007 and edited it it it it.*

When I recite love poems to you...

Do my love poems leave you with questions?
And if so, are any of those questions:
"well maybe now is a good time
to leave the room without him noticing?"

Am I really that bad at communication?
or is it just my body language
telling you I don't speak that
"uuuber hot stuff"?

What is it that triggers your
middle fingers to have sexual intercourse
with your ear lobes while making that
'Ohmagawd someone definitely farted!'-face?

Shall I just continue to threaten you
with the sharpest parts of my
shattered heart and pretend that
you really dig my writing?

Or shall I stop?
and assume that you
have no interest whatsoever
in this dashing, bold and beautiful
Cunning Linguist!
...
Okay, alright, fine,
Don't wet your pants I'll Stop!
...going to the Nightclub,
to recite love poems,
to drunk bar stars
with lower IQ's
than their self esteem!

A Shot of Jack

I love the commentary

class act part one

1 gazillion trillion bazillion

When we die the world will understand what we were truly worth. $1 dollar sketches will be worth more than 1 thousand dollars, 1 hundred dollar drawings will be worth more than 100 thousand dollars, and 1 thousand dollar paintings will be worth more than 1 million dollars...so don't kill us yet. I suggest keeping us alive for as long as you can afford to pay for original Artwork. Then when your grandchildren have grown up, and they ask you "what was your secret to becoming rich and successful in life' you can tell them over your gourmet dinners and expensive wine that you made a wise investment when you were younger. You can tell them about us artists, and the lottery tickets that we created.

Snakes & Ladders

Behind his mask
the puppet master is practicing black magic
packing mad tricks up his sleeve
so trust me
now is not the time to sleep
big trouble will find you
if your too blinded to read
the warning signs that heed
"we are our own worst enemies"
dont let them win
giving in to sins:
fear, lust jealously and greed
thats like investing trust into a drug fiend
your most prized posessions
could meaning nothing to them
so think twice before you roll the dice
on your most precious gems
This world can be so cold cruel and unfair
some just dont care
fronting like they your famm
when really there aint no love there
snakes are shallow
and mostly hollow from ear to ear
using your success for leverage
but in troubled times trouble they disappear?
>The aim of the game is to attain moksha
focus and maintain
taming the cobra untill the game is truly over
learning the tricks of the trade
training hard every day
for war can only be postponed
to the benefit of your prey
strategically I play opponents like chess
forseeing the outcome
one by one it wont stop
till my feet surpass the top rung
God's sun forever taking caution of the triple six
who try to send me back to square one
like I don’t notice him?
In the game of chance
dancing with devils' there is much to risk
but Im too humble to force a puzzle piece in if it doesnt fit.
On top of snake shit with a birds eye view
aware that its a dirty game filled with broken unwritten rules
scenereo 2 protected by truth
I can not lose
Protected by the truth..
I wil not lose

I hope this makes sense

Le meurtre de moi au nom de l'amour n'est pas l'amour
si je tombe, nous tombons
Je meurs pour vous connaître
mais je ne suis pas vraiment disposé à mourir
comme tentant comme il est..
Je ne me tuerai pas pour vous avoir
votre beauté est au-delà de ce monde mais..
Je ne me perdrai pas juste pour recevoir un coup d'oeil plus proche
aussi romantique qu'il semble...
Je ne me quitterai pas pour vous trouver
Non pas cette fois
Plutôt...
Je décomposerai tous les murs que j'ai construits contre l'amour
et je vous trouverai ici...
à l'intérieur de moi..
avec moi...
comme vous étiez toujours






Vrai Amour (REVISED)

Le meurtre de moi au nom de l'amour n'est pas l'amour
si je tombe, nous tombons
Je meurs pour vous connaître
mais je ne suis pas vraiment disposé à mourir
même si c'est vrai que ça me tente
Je ne me tuerai pas pour vous avoir
votre beauté est au-delà de ce monde mais..
Je ne me perdrai pas juste pour recevoir un coup d'oeil plus proche
aussi romantique qu'il semble...
Je ne me quitterai pas pour vous trouve
Non pas cette fois
mais..si tu le veux/je mettrai à terre (or-je fendrai) tous ces murs autour de moi/qui me protège, contre l'amour
et je vous trouverai ici...
à l'intérieur de moi..
avec moi...
comme vous l'ête quand même/toujours

Wild Is The Wind

Shilly tilly wally tilly tilly

selah

Know Regrets

The Crowd

C'est Si Beau!

Congressman

Dear Scorpion

E U G E N I O

From the Latin Eugenius and the Greek Eugenios, names derived from eugenes (well-born, noble).

noble and humble it was invented by a bunch of popes.

EUGENE
Gender: Masculine

Usage: English

Pronounced: YOO-jeen [key]

English form of Eugenius, the Latin form of the Greek name Ευγενιος (Eugenios) which was derived from the Greek word ευγενης (eugenes) meaning "well born". It is composed of the elements ευ "good, well" and γενης (genes) "born". This was the name of several saints and four popes.
This name was not particularly common in Western Europe during the Middle Ages. It became more popular in part due to the fame of Prince Eugene of Savoy (1663-1736), a French-born general who served the Austrian Empire. A notable bearer was the American playwright Eugene O'Neill (1888-1953).

The King is Coming The King is coming

Ne Me Quitte Pas

French
Ne Me Quitte Pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le coeur du bonheur

Ne me quitte pas x's 4

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Oú il ne pleuit pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D'or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Oú l'mour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Oú tu seras reine

Ne me quitte pas X's 5

Je t'inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-lá
Qui ont vue deux fois
Leurs coeurs s'embraser
Je te raconterai
L'histoire de ce roi
Mort de n'avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer

Ne me quitte pas x's 4

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
De l'ancien volcan
Qu'on croyait trop vieux
Il est paraît-il
Des terres brûlées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu'un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu'un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s'épousent-ils pas

Ne me quitte pas x's 5

Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai lá
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t'écouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L'ombre de ton ombre
L'ombre de ta main
L'ombre de ton chien

Ne me quitte pas x's 4
English
Don't Leave Me
We must forget
all that can be forgotten
that already has passed away
Forget the times
of misunderstandings,
and the times lost
trying to know how
Forget those hours
which sometimes killed
in attacks of "whys"
the heart of happiness

Don't leave me (4 times)

I'll give you
pearls of rain
comming from countries
where it never rains
I will dig the earth
until my death
to cover your body
with gold and lights
I will make a land
where love will be king
where love will be law
where you will be queen.

Don't leave me (5 times)

I'll creat for you (make up)
crazy words (words without sense)
That you will understand
I'll tell you
about the lovers
who have twice seen
their hearts catch fire
I'll tell you
the story of this king
who died from not
being able to meet you

Don't leave me (4 times)

We often see
the fire erupt
from the ancient volcano
we once thought too old
It is shown that
lands that were burned
gave more wheat
than the best April
And when the evening comes
with the sky blazing
the red and the black
which doesn't blend

Don't leave me (5 times)

I won't cry anymore
I won't talk anymore
I will hide there
To watch you
dance and smile
and to hear you
sing and then laugh
Let me become
the shadow of your shadow
the shadow of your hand
the shadow of your god

Don't leave me (4 times)
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