Description:Of no conscience

Description:Of no conscience
My name: Daniel H. Schluckebier. I am slightly an aggressive person with a good sense of humor. Man on a mission with goals to achieve. I love spending time to myself or with weird and interesting people. I love writing and into artistic thinking. I enjoy creating new identities and tend to be multi-personalistic from time to time... Considered mysterious and random. Not to be annoyed or upset. Very easy going...

Saturday, September 29, 2007

You are...

I look at you and yet you smile, we talk just as if we knew each other just a little better everyday and yet your actions make me question myself as if there was some thing wrong with me. Yes, you are beautiful and all that and you are smart just to add that fact that you are also responsible. In fact, I have no clue why it bothers me that you are yet so childish in your mind, you say so much with so little words. You have smoothly fitted ourself into a sock like I used to wear in my past. You are a like that kitchen fly trapped in the web of life. So with all that I say, try acting a bit human and don't let your accomplishments make you feel like you are invisible, the reality is you are just as good as anyone.

Who are you?
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Thursday, September 27, 2007

The Bridge


Suddenly, the gap to my understanding was bridged. I came to understand that we are who we are and though we are slaves to our own minds, we will never open up to anyone to the extremes what I can personally call trust. We all fear to share our deepest secret, we all fear to be known for our little habbits we routinely live for, we are all like portraits and frames. We are survivors in this arena called the "world." We have such disgusting tendencies to be hypocritical with friends but only to conceal our fears. I would say, be not my friend if I know not who you are, but then again, I am not perfect or open myself. I ought to believe that it is unrealistic for us to think we will ever know each other like we know the very spelling of our names. Yet, we create our own illusions and give light to misconceptions of love, we fail to understand that love is not beautiful in its creation but more life appreciated for the struggle of getting there. Till the truth of all secrets be revealed and we are forgiven, we are then accepted for whom we really are and if such divine expected action is done, we are all to be rewarded with love....


The question is, will we ever accept what true love really is and when will the trusting really start?

For with no trust there is no true love...

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

The Shit

These are some of the shit that can instantly make us enemies,just don't ever do them to me...

1. Remove your hands from anywhere near my face...
2. Never hit me on the back, I will by instinct hit you back...
3. Don't tap on the surface I am resting my back on, drives me crazy...
4. I hate sign language with a passion...
5. Disgust being with people that sponge up for any reason.
6. Don't enjoy being near noisy people for more than five minutes.
7. If you think you are too improtant to say hi to me and you expect me to say hi, you can just kiss my white ass.
8. I hate people that like to bully on others...
9.I will burn or destroy anynthing with Dora the explora the big head bitch...
10.Don't touch my food or drink without my permission.

The Reapers Boulevard

Is the journey alone in the long and busy lanes of life whereby everyone keeps loosing everything. Even those who gain, eventually loose everything in the end. Except the right decision that grants them eternal life(Giving their life to God)...