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Name: Dave
Birthday: 10/30/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: writing, listening to, and performing music; smath; snowboarding; a girl; the art of defenestration; and making tapestries on sundays... no really
Expertise: mere imperfection
Occupation: Student
Industry: Textiles
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  leartothehelm
Member Since:
10/21/2004
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| Alas; the inflammatory muses taunt me as my mind, spirit, or whatever
you prefer to call it produces thoughts in a cyclical orientation:
toward no end. Though my worries dwindle in repugnance toward a
faint and beautiful echo, a threat to their existence, a resonation of
a golden-warm tone color, the melodious anthem circulating through my
blood stream… that which reminds me of you constantly and reminds me of
your presence. I admit, that sometimes, well most of the
times, I do not answer to your odes lest I might lose my composure.
Allow me to answer now: Every week we met up,
you would pull me aside in the space, to take the big-brother
initiative to see how I was doing. You showed me your love.
And you invited me to come and create the most beautiful innovations
with you. We created art together, through one another’s
souls. I will never forget the story of us four guys in a run
down crack-house-esque, practice room that reeked of bear, sweat, and
cigarettes, engaging in one another, through one another, creating
music. You were stern, sincere, adventurous, well-spirited and
courageous… all which I still aspire to and will become.
Your laughter was genuine like divine melodies in
themselves. You knew how to live, you sought life, in constant
pursuit of adventure, climbing to be king of the mountain, or tree, or
building. Your heart for life and adventure didn’t stop there, it
progressed into the depths of the hearts of others. You were an explorer, you
found so many people who became fond and who couldn’t resist falling in
love with you. Anyway, I just want the whole world to know
at least a little bit more of who you are. I miss you so much!
Samuel Elliot Vincent
January 24th 1985 - November 8th 2005
“Then we who are alive, who are left, will be caught up in the clouds
together with them to meet the Lord in the air; and so we reside,
reunited and together be with the Lord forever.”
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| DO YOU HAVE A MYSPACE? search "passenger" for information about
Passenger and some new music is on there too (only our really chill
stuff) and make sure you say chicago and illinois or something b/c evidently there's like 100 other bands named passenger.
NEWS: NASA finally launches after over two years it's first shuttle
since the Columbia distaster... that reminds me, all in good time
civilian trips beyond the earth's atmosphere will be like a drive to
st. louis... long awaited, boring w/ a addictively prosperous outcome,
adventurous, emotional, deadly, and culminating w/ everyone completely
intoxicated (except me).
inother news, colorado is might be
the second most beautiful sate in the US. Here are some of my pictures
from my trip to the C.O. This is from when i fell in the forest
of one of Vail's backcountry bowls.... i layed here for 45 minutes
steadily sinking into the poweder-like snow, thoroughly relaxed,
procrastinating the meticulous escape, gazing at these awesome
evergreens....
here i was standing on Arapaho Basin, you can see Breckenridge and Keystone CO in the background....
so were these pictures at all enchanting to you? imagine
snowboarding through this majestic terrain live in person... yeah, come
w/ me to the MOST beautiful resort in the US at Jackson Hole, WY next
February... who's in??? serious, it's ganna be cheap and i will teach
you how to snowboard if you don't know how! come! adam's
coming, therefore, so should you!
in other news, i am certified, as of this past sunday morning, when i was
Field Sobriety Tested... was i approved?..... well, the pictures are
developing. Until next time Godspeed.
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| This is a shot i took from Arapaho Basin overlooking some of the vast
Rockie Mountain peaks. (God bless Summit County). --- how
do these pictures work?
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so here would be this sweet picture from Arapaho Mountain in Colorado
over looking someone of the sweetest Colorado Rocky Mountain peaks.----
(since i don't know how to work xanga, i have to settle for a no picture)
If a physical/natural disaster were to destroy these ranges, would they
still provoke my (or your) awe and wonder? Would they still appeal as
"beautiful" to you (depending obviously on what catastrophe
occurs)? I have wrongfully invested an affection in a physical
form: short lasting, ever changing, and weak compared to the scale of
the infinite?
And yet again, this is a late night in a town i barely know (although I
call it home). I have spent a bit of time thinking tonight and
here is where i am at..... there's something beautiful but i can't
figure out what it is (this "beauty hides behind the
mountains). It can't be bodily or physical, or at least i have
thusfar concluded, b/c nothing phyusical can be done to depreave my
attraction to this beauty.... no make up, no paint, no luster, nor
symmetry nor order nor proportion maintain this beauty.... i think
there's something longer lasting, something structured, built, inernal,
stretching into the billions and beyond, thereby solidifying itself
existing outside time, it's infinite, eternal perhaps: "Then again,
every virture is a beauty of the Soul -- more authentically beautiful
than anything mentioned so far."
Thoughts? Questions? Comments? Does this suffice for
an adequate xanga entry? How are you feeling today????? Does
anyone have any pictures from ski or snowboard trips? I still
have no clue what to do w/ these blogs.... give me some more
pointers.
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| Hey anyone and everyone who reads this!: help me out! I have a
small question to ask. It's about time I update this thing, even
though it seems like people seldom read this stuff. Quite frankly
I don't mind because I am having so few readers for that is the product
of my lack of concern for the Xanga maintenance. Also, I am
having trouble understanding the purpose for blog-rings in general... I
guess I haven't done it long enough or I haven't been sucked into it
yet... either way, I think I am rather naive on the issue.
You see, to me, I am kind of unsure about casting my life onto the
internet and, more significantly, the world. My life is such a
significant aspect of who I am, that I feel uncomfortable revealing it
to potential strangers. My life, and the life of anyone else, has
a certain quality or condition to it that is sacred, or
inviolable. When the details of my being are unveiled to the
exterior world, not that the exterior would care (and that‘s no
self-pity comment, it is a necessary truth), I feel like it destroys
the intimacy between me and the people to whom I am closest. Is
this right? Help me out....
"I can't stand the idea of becoming a subject in the minds of many... I
would rather be an object, autonomous of others' perceptions and
interpretations, free and lingering in the shadows."   | | |
| Well, five months later, I, david d'antonio, am updating my
site. This is my first blog ever and also my first blog entry. Kayla and I set this xanga up way back when i had a huge crush on her... yea, i think this was before i ever thought it might be reciprocated. Jon Moreen just told me he's reading the Decent of Man and that he loves it... and that's about it! I think I might actually start updating my Xanga to carry on the legacy that Kayla and I started way back when. | | |
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