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Robinz [at] Vampirefreaks.com

Last logged in: January 08, 2009, 01:02pm

Sex: male
Age: 44
Location: kent, Ohio, United States

Member since: November 29, 2008
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Status: Single

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Latest Journal Entry: When The Lion Shall Lay Down With The Lamb December 04, 2008, 02:53am

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Introduction...I will start by describing myself as a true LEO! Meaning I am a nice guy who gets hurt easy but is full of Love, I am a very tall, Slender and older man who wears his heart on his sleeve. And hopes everyone is having a nice day and doesn't like to see people hurt. I have difficulty walking past someone without asking how they are doing. I think younger people are fun with enthusiasm and would prefer to hang out with a younger crowd possibly because they keep me young at heart and soul. I would sacrifice myself to save a child without hesitation and just in general love children. I love Art and writing and have several sketches and a painting on this page. I am here looking to make new friends and to converse with those I care most about...the children "no offense".I have a fifteen year old daughter named Jessica who is my life. I am probably the oldest "Vampire" so to speak and certainly a freak. I love loud music and sex "both as often as possible" and haven't made out my will yet so I,m not that old. At one time I wanted to save the World till i realized it cant be done. I make a great listener and like to be listened to. My best friend is Antwan who is twenty two and black so now you know how much I care for stereotypes. Though I love the thought of being a true Vampire, I would choose a Werewolf if given a choice because I want to be happy and free where Vampires posses neither of these pleasures. If I were a true Vampire, I would not occupy my time just to feed like others may, but more too move while others appear to stand still and to levitate in a weightless body. To stay forever young because I fear becoming useless and to fly high above the drama of society. And as to feeding, Will lets just say there would be no more evil left to cause harm. I would feast on their blood and send them to Hell. And Now, Four Poems For Your soul~When The Lion Shall Lay Down With The Lamb~Back and fourth, back and fourth rocking my child to sleep. Using my hands as a cradle from her head to her feet. I gaze in amazement at the marvel for which I hold. This infant I helped to create if I may be so bold. In one spontaneous moment this wonder was conceived. Not realizing of course that all this would come to be. Glancing at her face, I think an angel is what I see. A seed to an egg to a life that I now call Jessie. Now sometimes we forget about Gods grace and we give ourselves praise. Soon we cannot tell the difference of Gods creativity from the wonders of mankind's haste. We have always congratulated ourselves in the name of science felling progress was our middle name. Never stopping to ask our selves what we should do. With our own two hands, out went God and in came man. Ill build a fire and then a wheel and this will benefit man. And now we will build H bombs and steal stem cells from dead babies in the trashcan. Progress, that's what he had created. But how can we compare the wheel and heat to the monsters for which he had made. Now I realize the war had started and our adversaries would never let it end! But how long before the war had the H bomb plans began? For how can we compare the wonders of God to the monsters of man. So as I rock my child and hold her as she sleeps. I ask myself when did we stop being children of God becoming monsters instead indeed. When shall we stop being instruments of hate and return to the our origin, the creation called man? When the Lion shall lay down with the Lamb.~Forgive~The waves role in as the ocean cry's. Just as another day slowly passes by. The sands wash in to form many shapes Bonding till morning then they part their ways. The waves bring with them things of death and of life. For what we partake of life is precious indeed as life feels short especially in need. we wake in the morning and rub our eyes to remove the sand and greet the new day with only a sigh. When was the last time that you first viewed the sky? Clouds, Sky blue and wide. Or tiny drops of rain running across your eyes. All these pleasures and more the new day brings along with tears filled with sorrow knowing that tomorrow will never be. Its not that you want to die for anyone who knows you surely can see. For you love life more than anything. What is it you want...What do you need. Would you believe I could tell you what your going through today. Could you believe me if I told you Ive felt the same way. You shake your head curiously wondering how and why I could have felt like you full of sorrow, pain and wishing to die. Well ill tell you see. For everyday brings new hope for you and me. Please God...Please reach for me. For now ill hold you so walk with me. Walk the long beaches and sing with me. Singing songs of Joy, Sorrow and silence. Holding each other close, sound and tight. Now do you know who can I be? I am you...Cant you see. I want to live, We've been here before. For I love you! Cant you feel me anymore? For Ive been here as long as you've lived. For what you must do now is forgive.~A Stone in The River Bed~The time draws near, towards my end in the sea. Ive helped others pass so they may be free. A beautiful world with the sun I have seen, Its so cold for me. I was strong at one time, proud to be me. Open me up to read my memories. Its too late now for my time is soon. Ill wash away in grain, the sand is my tomb. When I am gone, so shall my colors be. Now I am nothing but sand under your feet. The End.~Time~The clock now strikes the witching hour. Some believe that this time may have some significance. Does it present itself as sinister? Some may believe that. To others, the only significance is another day gone by. If we live our lives by two hands then we truly are prisoners of time. For time is a companion who shares no warmth or love. Time is selfish and vain. It does not breath yet it does live. For time has an everlasting hunger as it consumes all who believe in its slow moving hands. Those who worship this are never truly free for how can thee be free while at the same consent to every whim the evil commands. From the moment we are born to the end of our lives. Time was there recording, watching us like a stalking butler. And at this moment do you realize this and we tell our selves, If I only had more time...If I only had more time~Robinz.

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