Your portrait, unique like life;
colors like moods.
Light and dim light at heart after love you lose.
To hear the truth but not to see,
a disguised lie is what you hear.
You act to confuse her yet you expect life be fair.
Like gas lies leak and your conscience be in burning flames,
a man not to cheat and expect not the same.
Your portrait unique like life with colors like moods; both
made a portrait so beautiful yet centered in a broken frame.
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, August 30, 2008
Portrait and frame
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Saturday, May 10, 2008
Wishing too late
Waiting for heaven tear drops like shooting stars...
"One wish."
To feel your warm heart like sunkiss,
to throw you a sweet kiss and not miss.
Its no secret your voice is the melody to my ear,
so distant yet so near.
Your touch so friendly, like a musical instrument,
you've mastered the strings to my heart.
My mind like the particles of dust in the hot summer wind of late may.
You, the element that keeps me from falling apart;listen
to the worth of the words I say.
I respect what is and what cannot be
for its not his fault you can't be with me..
I understand...
But I must say, time has betrayed me in many ways
adding much sadness to most of my days.
I was late...
I plea you keep my friendship strong and alive like the beat to your heart.
For it be tragic you destroy God's work of art...
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Monday, April 28, 2008
Kills up to 99.o% of Germs

Spot the not...
Everyone in the picture had a bottle of rum and I also wanted to be in the picture but all the spirits were done. I ran to the shelf and grabbed the Listerine bottle that I thought would pass as a valid reason to be in the picture. I was accepted into the picture after discussing with the Photographer how serious that was to my modeling career and God given talent for good advertisement.
What you think?
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Friday, April 25, 2008
Almost God Like

I love this pic!
Do you have any picture (image) that you would like to share?
Something that gives you a feeling you can't explain; something you would like to share with someone and know what they think of it?
For now this is my favorite...
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Pen and Pale paper
Ink too weak for such strong sentiment,
blood be its replacement.
Like black feather pen,
like dying day.
Quill leak blood
like serpent's fang leak venom.
My struggling fingers hug quill grip tight tonight
as I stain pain onto pale paper.
I write at night for alone feel safer, i'm told
not to confide in you for my tongue fears my mind and my anger hates betrayal.
And the only to know be;
Pen and Pale paper.
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Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Save some money
Way how to cut expense
Shopping list -NO need, Friends Provide even against their will:
I am not doing this only because Beth asked me to put her name up on my list but I also did it because although Beth can be annoying as a little sister she has contributed to my life in so many ways. Love you Beth...
Toilet Paper-Elvin and Bam sometimes Martin
Leo- Ramen and Ovaltine (IN the Past)
Listerine-Martin
Hope all is well for you and may God bless my annoying empress friend.
Elvin- Colgate
Soap- Lil Maya Gial
Bam- Corn Flakes (Keep it on the "DL" he doesn't know; we jack the man cereal)
Air Freshener- Martin
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Dad Pays for:
Eggs
Cheese/ Ham flavored cheese
Tortillas
Bread (the soft chiney one.)
5 gallon Water
More Mayo
Cheese whiz
Hot Sauce
Hot Dogs
Oil
Coffee
Milo
milk
Sugar.
Gosh I love my DAD.
Thanks DAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks to my Tia Sarita I have the blessing of having a wonderful breakfast or lunch...
Thanks Tia Sarita!!!
Thanks to all my kick ass friends like Yuri and Sandra that give me a piece of chicken way before I beg them or take without asking.
Thanks Yuri, Thanks Sandra!!!!!!!!!!!
Miss Moya, thanks for treating my rotten little brother as if he was your own son...
God Bless...
You can thank me later for bringing the troubles and embarrassing moments into your lives...
Love you all...
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Others:
Socks-My pocket
Brief-My pocket
Boxers-My pocket
Undershirt-Elvin pocket
Jeans- My pocket and Dad's pocket and also Miss Moya.
Cool T-shirt- Miss Moya Pocket.
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The Reapers Boulevard
- Daniel H. Schluckebier
- 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)...
