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                <title>I am surrendering...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 01:44:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1109187511&ref=name">FaceBook</a> (Includes Baby Pictures)]<br /><br />"I am surrendering to gravity and the unknown. Catch me. Heal me. Lift me back up to the sun. I choose to live." -A Perfect Circle, Gravity<br />"But I'm more than just a little curious how you're planning to go about making your amends... to the dead... to the dead... with your halo slipping down..." -A Perfect Circle, The Noose<br /><br />...<br /><br />Something's happening. I don't know what it is. It hurts. <img src="http://e.deviantart.net/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /><br /><br /></li></li> ]]></description>
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                <title>Sundered</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 23:24:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1109187511&ref=name#">FaceBook</a> (Includes Baby Pictures)]<br /><br />Where is feeling, meaning, anymore? Where is understanding? Just when I think I've seen the worst in people, someone finds a way to prove me wrong.<br /><br />I'm so tired of being one of the infinite supports to the faceless corporations.<br /><br />At any rate, progress on ProjectZer0 is moving along slowly but surely. Maybe at some point, I'll have something worth posting for feedback. Maybe. Although I look at that with endless hills of doubt.<br /><br /></li></li> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nothing Is Real</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2008 04:19:59 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a> (Abandoned)]<br />[<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a> (Baby Pics, Random BS)]<br />[<a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1109187511&ref=name">FaceBook</a> (Includes Baby Pictures)]<br />[<a href="http://www.guildportal.com/Guild.aspx?GuildID=285244&TabID=2392926">World of Warcraft Guild: Horizon</a>]<br /><br />I walked outside the borders of reality today.<br />It's amusing, looking back inside and seeing how ridiculous the human race is. Running everywhere in a panic, striving to perfect themselves, or at least secure their place among the rest of the race. It's all in vain. It's all in vain...<br /><br />Bring back my freedom.<br />Bring back my carefree days.<br />I hate your faceless endeavours.<br /><br /></li></li> ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>/cast Revive (Rank 6)</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 05:44:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a> (Abandoned)] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a> (Baby Pics, Random BS)] | [<a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1109187511&ref=name">FaceBook</a>] <br /><br />[<a href="http://www.guildportal.com/Guild.aspx?GuildID=285244&TabID=2392926">World of Warcraft Guild: Horizon</a>]<br /><br />Semi-active here on dA again. None of that "I'm coming back." and then not crap. I've got a literary work in progress. Nothing big like the books I've scrapped time and again before. Just something.<br /><br />Becoming more active on FaceBook. Semi-more active on MySpace. Moreso on Facebook, though. I'm not a big fan of MySpace. Yuck.<br /><br />===<br />Baby pictures hosted on deviantART:<br /><b>Baby Picture 1 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52683680/">[link]</a><br /><b>Baby Picture 2 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/53074417/">[link]</a><br /><br /></li></li> ]]></description>
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                <title>New Content...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 May 2008 05:12:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a> (Abandoned)] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a> (Baby Pics, Random BS)]<br /><br />After the longest gap in activity, I come back with a few submissions.<br /><br />Two are just photos of a funnel-shaped spider's web I came across while walking a trail in March. The third, submitted 2nd of the 3, is a poem. I think. I don't know. That's really the one I'm hoping to hear any kind of comments on. So if anybody still reads my journal or tracks me, there's that little "hint, hint" I suppose.<br /><br />Links for ease and simplicity and because I feel like it.<br /><br />Poem: <a href="http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/art/Here-Stand-85069110">[link]</a><br />Spider's Web #1: <a href="http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/art/Hidden-Retreat-85026158">[link]</a><br />Spider's Web #2: <a href="http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/art/Hidden-Retreat-II-85071145">[link]</a><br /><br /><br />=====<br />Baby pictures hosted on deviantART:<br /><b>Baby Picture 1 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52683680/">[link]</a><br /><b>Baby Picture 2 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/53074417/">[link]</a></li></li><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A deviant Return</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 04:53:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br /><li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br /><li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a> (Abandoned)] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a> (Baby Pics, Random BS)]<br /><br />So...<br /><br />I've been trapped in the World of Warcraft for over a year now. I'm still playing, but lately I'm trying to seriously limit my time playing it. I've wasted so much time on that game when I could have been doing something productive. I've spent only a fraction of the time with my daughter that I could have. My wife plays as well, but I'm not going to set limits for her. I'm only doing this because I realize I need to put a good bit of distance between myself and the game before it becomes an addiction and I allow my life to crumble. We also play Guild Wars together, which is free to play, so there's a lot less of a feeling of necessity, unlike WoW's $15/month fees. We may be playing Guild Wars with each other, more, soon. To break away from WoW's demands.<br /><br />I'm returning to deviantART with two projects. The first will be a hand-drawn "group portrait" of the core group of guildmates from my guild in World of Warcraft. I plan to do each picture separately and then (somehow) render them together as a group. I'm far from adept at working with photo software, so this could prove a bit of a pain. I may turn to some outside sources for help with the final product.<br /><br />The second project I'm just calling "Project" right now. I have plans for it to be somewhat like a religious text, although without the religious context. A book of answers, questions, advice, etc. While I'm currently calling it "Project," the working title is "Shadows of Hope" and I would like greatly to get it published. Right now, however, I'm going to just stick with trying to write it, polish it up, finish it, etc.<br /><br />Anyhow. I hope to hear from some of you that I've lost contact with since falling into the World of Warcraft. There are quite a few of you that I miss talking to and seeing work from.<br /><br />Links above go to my (long-abandoned) LiveJournal page and my MySpace page. The MySpace account is where I'll be sharing more baby pictures soon, if anyone cares to look.<br /><br />Anyhow. I'm gone for now. Take care, and best wishes to you all!<br /><br /><br /><br />=====<br />Baby pictures hosted on deviantART:<br /><b>Baby Picture 1 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52683680/">[link]</a><br /><b>Baby Picture 2 on deviantART</b>:<br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/53074417/">[link]</a></li></li><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Baby Stuff Here... Mostly</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 16:58:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br />
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<li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br />
<li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />
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[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a>] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a>] | [<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">Yahoo! 360</a>]<br />
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The site's up. Bare minimum. Please read the notices. They are important. Also, I know it still needs a lot of work. I'm working on it. Trust me. Routine maintenance will occur every now and then. Anyhow. Enjoy!<br />
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The site can be found here: <a href="http://71.0.80.133/">[link]</a><br />
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Baby pictures hosted on deviantART:<br />
<b>Baby Picture 1 on deviantART</b>:<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52683680/">[link]</a><br />
<b>Baby Picture 2 on deviantART</b>:<br />
<a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/53074417/">[link]</a></li></li><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Fatherhood</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 20:24:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br />
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<li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br />
<li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />
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[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a>] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a>] | [<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">Yahoo! 360</a>]<br />
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April 2, 2007. 1:45 am. I became a Daddy. This is my baby girl: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/52683680/">[link]</a> Ain't she just precious?<br />
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<hr><b>These people suck</b>:<br />
<li>Bill Huffman<br />
<li>Gary at Wendy's<br />
<li>Tiffany Durst<br />
<li>Brad Luther<br />
<li>Bill Gates<br />
<li>George W. Bush<br />
<li>Trampus Stamper<br />
<li>Jesse Henley<br />
<li>Wesley Pennington<br />
<li>Jeff Viars<br />
<li>Chris Hale<br />
<li>Jack Thompson<br />
<li>Jamie Linkous<br />
<li>Amber Linkous<br />
<li>James Copeland<br />
<li>Chris Umberger<br />
<li>David Hodges<br />
<li>James Stuart<br />
<li>Joseph Bralley<br />
<li>Jerry Falwell<br />
<li>Charlie Grubb<br />
<li>Brian Hall<br />
<li>Gary Naber<br />
<li>Goldie at Quiznos<br />
<li>Dick at Quiznos<br />
<li>Ron Hudson & Wife<br />
<li>more to come...</li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></hr></li></li><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Passing Under Summer Gold</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 01:14:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Travis-Related Links:</b><br />
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<li>Primary Email: travis.anders@gmail.com<br />
<li>Secondary Email: travis.anders@yahoo.com<br />
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[<a href="http://deaths-angelxxv.livejournal.com/">LiveJournal</a>] | [<a href="http://www.myspace.com/angellucifera">MySpace</a>] | [<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">Yahoo! 360</a>]<br />
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Don't want to look into eyes. Look into my myself. Don't want this. Don't want to stand here at the edge of this plane. Let everything else out there find some way to work on its own without me. I don't want to be a part of your world. Your walls close in on me screams echo closer and closer release. Stop pushing me away and give me a place to fit in. Where is the door? No windows, no curtains. Show me some way to find what my purpose is. Get off of me. Take this shell, weakening, fading, pull me into a better existence. Show me how to find some way to be what I should be. Show me something. Closing in, somehow the face of the clock seems so innocent. Break away from this. I know time is merely an illusion created by man, for man, an illusion with which to measure. Rather than ticking on, I see the face of the clock laughing while the countdown to the end that so slowly closes in merely creeps by, one second at a time, mocking the choices I've made. A creeping wind, a counting down to show the ends from all around three hundred degrees, and sixty more, to put in a mind a vision of shores wasting away, thinned by the tide. No amount of holding on will let me stay. Why do I sit here as all slips away? <br />
Everything I do is in doubt. Killing what's killing me. An unholy gathering of hosts. In my hand I can see tomorrow running just to feel the wind on my hands. Can't see me; Dead inside, watching the drift of the tide. I'm falling through the walls of your ideas. Interrupted, it seems. Where? Nothing creeps, yet everything seems so lively. Too many of the little things, not enough of the little things. So much damage to the walls. Where flows the blood? Is there honor in this room? Is this room truly? Twist my smile and shape the world to your liking. Reaching toward you, reaching toward myself. I am at home under summer gold. Daylight's gone, the shadow dawn, neverending road. The sun has gone, leaving a peaceful dusk. Hide my eyes from lights; One by one as we grow old, we watch the ones we love unfold as they give in to their times and slip away. I thought this was all a dream. Thought it was just someplace nothing could go wrong, but too many have gone. Cold seeping shadows spread into my thoughts touching the places I hold closest. There remains no chance to say goodbye. This time, I'm the one to go under summer gold. My day's gone and night has dawned, a neverending road under summer gold.<br />
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<hr><b>These people suck</b>:<br />
<li>Bill Huffman<br />
<li>Gary at Wendy's<br />
<li>Tiffany Durst<br />
<li>Brad Luther<br />
<li>Bill Gates<br />
<li>George W. Bush<br />
<li>Trampus Stamper<br />
<li>Jesse Henley<br />
<li>Wesley Pennington<br />
<li>Jeff Viars<br />
<li>Chris Hale<br />
<li>Jack Thompson<br />
<li>Jamie Linkous<br />
<li>Amber Linkous<br />
<li>James Copeland<br />
<li>Chris Umberger<br />
<li>David Hodges<br />
<li>James Stuart<br />
<li>Joseph Bralley<br />
<li>Jerry Falwell<br />
<li>Charlie Grubb<br />
<li>Brian Hall<br />
<li>Gary Naber<br />
<li>Goldie at Quiznos<br />
<li>Dick at Quiznos<br />
<li>Ron Hudson & Wife<br />
<li>more to come...</li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></li></hr></li></li><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This Dying Feeling/Fuck</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Oct 2006 15:54:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ THIS DYING FEELING<br />
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I'm standing at the doorway to another place, looking over my shoulder, trying to decide where I want to be. Passing through this door will lock it forever behind me, and I will never be able to return. The room ahead of me is dark, I cannot see a thing in the abyss before me, though the ghosts of several myths drift around within sight. The room I stand in now has everything I know, and everything I have...<br />
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FUCK<br />
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Before anything, I'm stating this: I am not withholding names that I know. If you've pissed me off in relation to this, your name will be here.<br />
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I'm so tired of this ridiculousness. I've had six (?) jobs since I was 16 years old, and I haven't been able to hold one of them long enough to get a week's paid vacation.<br />
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The job at the lake was only a temporary summer job. KMart screwed me because I got sick during the Xmas season and they have no concern for their employees; they care only for how much money they can make (I took two minutes to leave my register once so I could go to the bathroom and got wrote up. Even after telling them I was going to go. Then, when I wrecked and totaled the first car I ever got to drive, I called them to tell them I had been in an accident and all I got was "Can you be here by 4?").<br />
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Arby's screwed me out of the vacation by just weeks. A little more time there and I would have gotten my week's vacation. Stupid fucking slut manager Joline Bowling.<br />
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They also screwed me on the pay by always managing to give me just 1 point less on my evaluation than I needed to get a raise. I worked there almost a year. I started at $6/hour, I left at $6/hour. Sleep Inn was a worthless job. 3 or possibly 3 and a half hours a day, 3 maybe 4 days a week at $5.75/hour. Yeah, that helped with my bills.<br />
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Blue Beacon wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't been for that stupid overzealous Christian Jeff Viars. He was supposed to get me onto the 4-12 shift since I kept oversleeping because I'm not a morning person.<br />
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Wendy's was just a pure load of bullshit. The night I left there, I was supposed to close with Tiffany Durst, a hairy, ugly halfling creature, the newly-promoted pothead manager Gary (Yes, I know for a fact he was a pothead. I saw him on several occasions smoking with a pop can out by the trash compactor), and the little Mexican-looking Adolf Hitler-wannabe Bill Huffman. That was enough to make me go in pissed. In the first fifteen minutes I was put on the sandwich station (I was hired under the agreement that I would run grill and NEVER anything but grill.), fussed at for being slow (One of the reasons I was hired under those conditions in the first place. I told them I was slower than shit on sandwiches.), told to filter the fryers, fussed at for doing that instead of making sandwiches, fussed at for helping Joni on sandwiches instead of filtering the fryers, and half an hour after I got there, I was sent on my half-hour break. After my break, I was told to put the freshly-arrived stock up. ("It's a small truck. Just a few pieces." A few pieces, my ass. 13 cases of chocolate Frosty mix is a little truck?) While trying to rotate the stock of chocolate Frosty mix, the stacks of boxes kept falling over because there were so many. I kept stacking them up and they kept falling over. Rinse and repeat. By the time the next thing happened, I was steaming pissed. The stacks fell over for the last time, a bag of Frosty mix busted, I decided I wasn't going to clean it up, fuck it, I'd had enough of that bullshit, I went and got my shirt, beanie and hoodie, clocked out and left.<br />
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That night, the police were looking for me. I went to the police station to find out what the fuck was going on. Bill Huffman had called the police and said that if I didn't pay for 2.5 cases of Frosty mix and 1 hour 20 minutes of labor to clean it up, they were going to press vandalism charges. Why did I have to pay for 2.5 cases of Frosty mix? I wanted to know. I called the police back, but they never got back with me. When I went up to Wendy's to pick up my last check, I was informed that I had taken a box cutter to 2.5 cases of chocolate Frosty mix. I will get my fucking revenge on Bill Huffman. I'll cut his tires, key his car or something. I don't know. I'll decide later. And if this is incriminating evidence, fuck it. Fuck Bill Huffman. Fuck the police. Fuck every goddamn thing right now.<br />
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So I'm done. I guess my next journal entry will begin my Shit List. Names. Fuck their privacy.<br />
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I'm out.<br />
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PS I apologize for the fucking language. I'm just uber pissed and feel like nothing more than a half-dissolved sack of shit lately.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>First Look</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Sep 2006 16:47:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ First Look: <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/39432839/">[link]</a> ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Genesis of Armageddon/Seed</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Sep 2006 15:01:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ : Genesis of Armageddon :<br />
I've been gone for far too long. Almost 7 months since my last journal entry. Who knows how long since my last half-decent submission?<br />
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There is something on the way. I have yet to completely decide how to go about finishing it, for that is quite a ways off. This project is in the genesis stages, and once completed, will most likely spell Armageddon. An end that will totally obliterate any future projects from this account...<br />
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We'll see.<br />
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: Seed :<br />
So much has happened since the last post. Marriage. And now we're pregnant... ]]></description>
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                <title>Upcoming Heresy</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 11:21:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Or not. I'm not really sure. But I know the next piece up will not exactly be considered "acceptable" by a lot of people. I've been touching a few subjects, none too positive, honestly, but things haven't been going positively for the past few weeks. And I'm beginning to doubt that I'll ever be able to do any better than I'm doing now.<br />
<br />
What an incredible feeling of a truly insignificant existence. ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Coming Undone</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 04:04:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Korn - Coming Undone<br />
<br />
"Keep holding on<br />
When my brain's tickin' like a bomb<br />
Guess the black thoughts have come Again to get me<br />
Sweet bitter words<br />
Unlike nothing I have heard<br />
Sing along mocking bird<br />
You don't affect me<br />
<br />
That's right<br />
Deliverance of my heart<br />
Be straight<br />
Be deliberate<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
Wait<br />
I'm coming undone<br />
Unlaced<br />
I'm coming undone<br />
Too late<br />
I'm coming undone<br />
What looks so strong<br />
So delicate<br />
Wait<br />
I'm starting to suffocate<br />
And soon I anticipate<br />
I'm coming undone<br />
What looks so strong<br />
So delicate<br />
<br />
Choke choke again<br />
I find my demons were my friends<br />
Getting me in the end<br />
They're out to get me<br />
Since I was young<br />
I've tasted sorrow on my tongue<br />
And this sweet chugga gun<br />
Does not protect me<br />
<br />
That's right<br />
Trigger between my eyes<br />
Please strike<br />
Make it quick now<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
<br />
I'm trying to hold it together<br />
Head is lighter than a feather<br />
Looks like i'm not getting better<br />
Not getting better<br />
<br />
[Chorus]"<br />
<br />
... Yeah. Just like that... ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Inconsiderate People</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Feb 2006 22:19:31 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Got home a little while ago after spending the night at Nathan's house. Went over to hang out, have fun, use his DSL, etc. Ended up having my intelligence insulted, my person insulted, my fucking fiancé insulted, my best friend insulted, etc. That will most likely be the last time I go over there for a while. Irritating shit. I took my computer over there to let them look inside it, to be courteous, since Josh wanted to look inside it and at it and see if he could come up with a solution other than what Johnny and Jason (whom I trust infinitely more) came up with. Nope. Then Nathan decides that since he bought the parts, except the video card, modem, secondary PCI NIC, hard drives and optical drives, that it was still his computer, and that my "paying it off" by buying him Untold Legends for his PSP was just because he felt sorry for me and knew I probably wasn't going to pay him of anyway (which was true). So the bastard took my RAM. I was planning on using that alongside my planned gig of dual-channel RAM in the rebuild of my system. Instead, he put my would-be extra 512 in the backup computer. The computer that sits at his house (because it's midway between all of us who back up on it) doing nothing more but sitting there as a file-backup system, now has my 512MB of RAM in it. Beside the 256 that was all it really needed to sit there, have the anti-virus occasionally update, and sit there storying files. Why does a backup system with lower-end parts need 768MB of RAM? It doesn't. Especially when it's hardly, hardly used. And it has my RAM in it. So, sometime I'm gonna find out when he's supposed to be out, go over there, open the machine, and take my fucking RAM back. And probably just jiggle the hell out of some of its other insides. Like raking a metallic brush across the entire motherboard. Or finding some batteries to hook up to and drag wires across random parts. While I'm at it, I'll probably do my best to absolutely frag the hell out of the drives in it. I've backed up what I wanted that I didn't already have. Anything gained between now and then, I'm sure, can be recovered through other sources. He's not the only place I can get files. If need be, I will download gigs on my dialup. I don't care. That's how pissed I am.<br />
<br />
Not to mention I had about 2 minutes on the DSL connection before the entire network went down. All night. I got NOTHING new.<br />
<br />
And I think I'll jam up the fans and try to screw up the CPU heatsink when I go to retrieve my RAM.<br />
<br />
Yeah.<br />
<br />
Little bastard. ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Feel Like Shit...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2006 23:38:55 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv/">[link]</a> - My latest LiveJournal. I don't feel like explaining anything else...<br />
<br />
<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">My Yahoo! 360 Blog</a><br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv">My LiveJournal</a><br />
<br />
* Additional contact information:<br />
Emails:<br />
travis.anders@gmail.com (Primary)<br />
deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com (Secondary)<br />
<br />
IM:<br />
Yahoo!: deaths_angel_xxv<br />
MSN: deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com<br />
AIM: Un4Givn4Ever<br />
ICQ: 346101426 ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Fuck this.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 21:58:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Fuck this. I've been working on a draft of this journal entry for the last 5+ pages of my notebook, and haven't been able to even come up with a half-suitable draft, so I just decided to say fuck it, here's a random, completely-pulled-out-of-my-ass, written on-the-fly, though still started in my notebook yet one I'm settling with. I'm tired of not being able to completely continue any sort of even half-decent, half-artistic attempt to start writing anything. I start trying to write something, intending it to be a decently-lengthy piece fill with imagery that is based completely on what's going on in my life, and after simply a few lines, all imagery is gone, and I'm down to simple, shallow, meaningless words. Fuck that. Fuck this.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/angered.gif" width="21" height="21" alt=":angered:" title="Angered" /><br />
<br />
<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">My Yahoo! 360 Blog</a><br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv">My LiveJournal</a><br />
<br />
* Additional contact information:<br />
Emails:<br />
travis.anders@gmail.com (Primary)<br />
deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com (Secondary)<br />
<br />
IM:<br />
Yahoo!: deaths_angel_xxv<br />
MSN: deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com<br />
AIM: Un4Givn4Ever<br />
ICQ: 346101426 ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Lost In Thought...</title>
                <link>http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/journal/7458634/</link>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 16:35:57 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Too many things grow inside my mind. Thoughts, shadows. Fingers creep around the corners of thought. Waves crash against my skull, and seagulls of thought flee from the gale of worry. Sun sets on the dawn of relief, and the red moon rises over the sands of my conscious, covered in the beached corpses of sharks of responsibility and care. I don't see the light from the lighthouse to guide my decisions in this stormy weather. Tears fill rivers in the curtain of pitch black night shielding the sight from caring eyes.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">My Yahoo! 360 Blog</a><br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv">My LiveJournal</a><br />
<br />
* Additional contact information:<br />
Emails:<br />
travis.anders@gmail.com (Primary)<br />
deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com (Secondary)<br />
<br />
IM:<br />
Yahoo!: deaths_angel_xxv<br />
MSN: deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com<br />
AIM: Un4Givn4Ever<br />
ICQ: 346101426 ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>deaths-angel-xxv 1.1.2a</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 02:40:42 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I suppose there is still some part of me that wants to continue writing, while I work (slowly, sadly) on this Circus of Skepticism project. I wish this would hurry up and go by. It's getting annoying having to do all of this work for something that will more than likely, in the end, only be for me...<br />
<br />
<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">My Yahoo! 360 Blog</a><br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv">My LiveJournal</a><br />
<br />
* Additional contact information:<br />
Emails:<br />
travis.anders@gmail.com (Primary)<br />
deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com (Secondary)<br />
<br />
IM:<br />
Yahoo!: deaths_angel_xxv<br />
MSN: deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com<br />
AIM: Un4Givn4Ever<br />
ICQ: 346101426 ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Leaving / Blogs (Updated)</title>
                <link>http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/journal/7030027/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Nov 2005 19:38:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The end is nigh. Ich verschwinde. I don't really know how many people stroll by my page, or even if those I'm told "watch" me visit anymore. All is fair, however. My art is dead, and my visits to deviantART will be only to see if I have had any recent visits that resulted in a comment or such that I should read. Many of you will be missed in my time away. Many of you will not notice me. Most of you, probably, will not miss me. Most of you have probably forgotten I exist. Ich verschwinde. And I doubt any permanent returns...<br />
<br />
Below are some freshly-begun blogs that you can feel free to visit and keep checking. Or not. It's up to you. I can't make you do anything...<br />
<br />
<a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">[link]</a> - My Yahoo! 360 Blog.<br />
<a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/deaths_angelxxv/">[link]</a> - My LiveJournal<br />
<br />
Do whatever you want wish this information. Read them, ignore them. Bookmark them. Hack my account and destroy them. I don't care anymore.<br />
<br />
I don't care about almost everything anymore.<br />
<br />
===<br />
<br />
* Additional notes: If you are one of those few who cared about reading my work, I will most likely be continuing to post my work on one of the two blogs above.<br />
<br />
* Additional contact information:<br />
Emails:<br />
travis.anders@gmail.com (Primary)<br />
deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com (Secondary)<br />
<br />
IM:<br />
Yahoo!: deaths_angel_xxv<br />
MSN: deaths_angel_xxv@yahoo.com<br />
AIM: Un4Givn4Ever<br />
ICQ: 346101426 ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>The Story...</title>
                <link>http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/journal/6558450/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 20:10:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ An odd story is about to take shape. An odd story is about to be worked on, edited, etc. etc. etc. It will be located here: <a href="http://360.yahoo.com/deaths_angel_xxv">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Please take the time to check in once in a while to see what's going on, what's been updated, what's going to be updated, what's going to be planned on being updated.<br />
<br />
Take care. ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Lord Vader... Rise...</title>
                <link>http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/journal/6496193/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 16:35:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, so it looks like there will be no official word from anyone about the jark incident. I suppose I'm going to put that behind me.<br />
<br />
I'm currently working on a few new pieces. I'm trying to go about them in a more "Hey, let's start out with this, add this, this, and this, and see how I would like to change it" approach rather than my usual "Hey, I'm going to write" approach.<br />
<br />
I expect to have a new piece (some new pieces?) out by the end of this month. Since I don't really have such a huge fan following, I don't think I'm going to be attempting to do anything like I've seen other people without a huge fan following do and try the whole "I know you're all going to like this!" or "I hope you all like this!" kind of crap.<br />
<br />
If whomever reads it likes it, good. If not, well, to each his own. ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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                <title>Evolution 2</title>
                <link>http://deaths-angel-xxv.deviantart.com/journal/5880514/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Jul 2005 17:53:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Wow. So I create a journal entry about Evolution, simply talking about my own profile, then I'm running around deviantCORP regularly, checking forums, browsing submissions, etc, and then I'm gone for a few days. I come back to find all sorts of "Support Jark" forum posts, deviation submissions, etc., decide to find out as much as I can since it has been stated that there are legal ramifications if things are said, etc. So, I've decided to do as many, many others have and hide my gallery, save one piece (currently unsubmitted) in support of Jark. Until further notice or an official "explanation" from the admin (or that greedy, thieving bastard spyed), there will be no future submissions. ]]></description>
                <author>~deaths-angel-xxv</author>
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