PLEASE SPREAD THE WORD ABOUT THIS! COPY AND PASTE THE CONTENT OF THIS JOURNAL INTO YOURS


No freaking joke. There's a predator stalking DeviantArt. And he's going under different names in order to hide his true identity. I was asked to copy and paste this to my journal. If you are a member of DA you MUST do the same!

Here is the copy from :iconShigodioxin:'s journal:

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THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ! THIS INVOLVS YOUR SAFETY ON DA

I am begging you to read this, there is an online stalker (Jere1234,Caeruleum,Kyakuchuu, all the same person) who recently attacked a dear friend of mine, . DA has resolved the situation, but this situation is something people need to be cautious and aware of. He has been blocked but theres always a chance that he'll make another account. Im going to post what's in her journal and if you notice any patterns of similarity, please contact DA IMMEDIATELY. This guy has gone thorough great lengths to contact my friend such as making new accounts and pretending to be other people who he's not. If you would, PLEASE copy this entire message and let other DA members know about this threat. the more people know, the better chance users have of not becomming a victim. So please,read, copy and post this again so this information can spread and no one else gets hurt. There is safty in numbers and this sort of thing needs to be stopped!

Read on to see whats in her journal and if you have any questions, contact her here . She'd would be more than happy to answer any questions you may have so this can be prevented. Please let this word spread.

:iconKaysellebell: 's Journal from this morning-

"I am begging you to read this, it will explain the last journal and also warn so this won't happen to YOU.

Jere1234 IS
Caeruleum IS
Kyakuchuu.

This man is most likely a serial killer or sexual predator of some sort. Deviant art staff is handling this for me right now. The man originally added me as Jere1234 and then he notified me that he would be switching to Caeruleum. He asked that I add him. Thinking he was just some nice man who liked my artwork I said "Sure, why not?" On this account he began writing some poems about and TO my girlfriend Kayla, and I. I began to find this odd but being an overly naive and trusting person I was polite about it, commented the poems, thanked him, so on. He wrote a poem about a lifestyle choice that I thought he spent alot of time critisizing for being different than his own and I believe I posted a comment as simple as "Gosh, what have you got against that, anyhow?" The man literally flipped out. He not only wrote two journal entries condemning me and calling me things between immature and evil, but he also sent me notes telling me how "disappointed" he was with me. A man that I don't know in real life, have only talked to online for a few days, is "disappointed with me." He blocked me, and I blocked him back. =sasodeiluver http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19626255/ http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19626255/ Sun, 27 Jul 2008 16:01:24 PDT I've got a lot of work to do this summer if I want to finish my old stories and start some new ones. In order to get it done, I've set some plans.
Here's how it will go:

1) Requets/When They Met

2) New Stories/ Death Note- A New Note.

(As you can see I have modified this horrid list).
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Okay, I'm still up for new members of my DN family, so if anyone wants to join, just comment here, or note me telling me that you want to, and who. (Please no OCs).

Members:
~L
~Light/Kira
~Beyond Birthday/BB
~Matt
~Mello
~Near
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Why So Serious?

Yup. That's right. I finally saw the Dark Night. I've got one thing to say: I LOVE HEATH LEDGER! No, scratch that, I love the Joker. It's such a shame that Mr. Ledger passed away. What a phenomenal actor.

Sooo, I love the Joker! He's so insane, and psychotic, and evil, and, and... yeah. I love him. Even when something horrible was happening and noody else in the theater was laughing, I was. When that whole hospital blew up, (sorry for the spoiler), I was laughing. Whenever the Joker did something evil or psychotic, I laughed. I was smiling and staring in awe as I watched him do his work. Despite all the caked on makeup, I thought he was cute, in his own demonic, horrific way. I thought he was hot. (I also thought the same about Christian Bale. ) But, my oh my, did I love the Joker. His little pencil trick is unforgettable. And those scars... I love them! The dark rings around his eyes seemed so demonic that I love it. The way he wanted to just "watch the world burn" as Alfred said it, was so amusing to me. And the way he committed his crimes intrigued me to no end. His methods of getting what he wanted should have disgusted me, but instead, they just fed more to my curiosity and admiration.

It is a shame that Heath Ledger passed away. It means the end of a great actor. I feel sorry for his friends, family, co-workers, and most importantly, the little girl he left behind.
May he rest in peace.

Why so Serious?

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Clubs I'm in:
http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19557679/ Wed, 23 Jul 2008 15:11:35 PDT I've got a lot of work to do this summer if I want to finish my old stories and start some new ones. In order to get it done, I've set some plans.
Here's how it will go:

1) Requets/When They Met

2) New Stories/ Death Note- A New Note.

(As you can see I have modified this horrid list).
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Okay, I'm still up for new members of my DN family, so if anyone wants to join, just comment here, or note me telling me that you want to, and who. (Please no OCs).

Members:
~L
~Light/Kira
~Beyond Birthday/BB
~Matt
~Mello
~Near
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This has been some day. I am completely upside-down right now.

Last night, I couldn't sleep. I was on dA until three because I couldn't sleep. I was talking with =shana798 the whole time. At about three thirty, I tried to go to sleep. Ten minutes later, after just lying there wide awake, my mother came into my bedroom. She told me my grandfather was dead. He had died at three fifteen. We got dressed and ready, and went to the hospital, for what would be the last time. When we got there, (my parents, grandmother, and I), we waited in the ER, until security arrived so that we could go see my grandfather. He was still in the room. He didn't look like the man I knew. He was pale. He was cold. His mouth was hanging due to the lack of energy in the muscle. He. Was. Dead.
My father was a reck. He laid his body on my grandfather's chest and was crying, saying, "Papi, mi papi... Te Quierro Mucho, Papi."
I had to leave the room. I couldn't bare looking at him. He wasn't my grandfather. He wasn't my abuelo. He wasn't Pedro.
I wnated to say a proper goodbye, but I couldn't handle it. When I left the room a second time, (the last time I'll ever see him), just as I was about out of the door, I said quietly, "Odios, Abuelo." And in my head I said, "Te Quierro Mucho, Abuelo."
By the time I was back home, it was five in the morning. My dad had just dropped my mother and I off, and went off to spend time with my grandmother. I fell asleep at six, and woke up at one in the afternoon, getting five hours of sleep. I spent four hours at my grandmother's house, from one to five. We ate Lebonese and middle eastern foods with our family friend Sebastion, and we had a good time. It's like I said in that essay, despite how hard and sad it is after a loved one's death, "Life Goes On."
My grandmother is alrady rearranging the house the way she likes. My grandfather always had to have it his way, and now that he's gone, she has it her way. She moved one table to the back room, and now my parents and I have the table that was in the backroom before that. She's already gotten rid of the clocks that he liked and she hated. She's rearranged decorations. And tomorrow, we're going to take the fish tank home, fix it up, and fill it with fish in his memory. My grandmother doesn't want it, so my parents agreed with me on the idea that we put it in my room. My grandmother has already made some decisions, and has given out her own orders for once. Despite how sad it is, she's happy, and I am too. I'm sad, and I will admit, I cry when no one's around. Once I'm home alone, I cry. There are so many things I wanted to do, wanted to say, eanted to talk about, and now I never can. No matter how hard he tried to get close to me, I pushed him away and persisted in hating him. Now I am hating myself. He loved me, and my mother too, he just didn't know how to show it.
He was peaceful on his last day, with no pain whatsoever, just like it's been for the past two years that he's been diagnosed with cancer. I'm glad. He didn't... ]]> =sasodeiluver http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19269461/ http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19269461/ Tue, 08 Jul 2008 08:27:06 PDT I've got a lot of work to do this summer if I want to finish my old stories and start some new ones. In order to get it done, I've set some plans.
Here's how it will go:

1) When They Met (Couple more parts to go)

2) LxLight- I Love You (Loooooong way to go, will be working cooincidely with other stories until finished. Probably only two/three parts more, but of long length)

3) Death Note- A New Note (Will be working cooincidely with the other stories,old and new, and probably will be longest)

4)New stories/ One shots (I've got a bunch of ideas.
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Okay, I'm still up for new members of my DN family, so if anyone wants to join, just comment here, or note me telling me that you want to, and who. (Please no OCs).

Members:
~L
~Light/Kira
~Beyond Birthday/BB
~Matt
~Mello
~Near
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This was stolen from

Abortion: for or against?
Against. I can understand that some people aren't ready for parenthood, but if that's the case, don't take all chances of life away from the kid. Become a surrogate, or put the baby into an adoption program. If you aren't even willing to do that, just tell him to keep it in his pants or at least try to protect yourself.

Would our country fall with a woman president?
No. I honestly don't believe there's a difference. We're all human beings. Besides look at all the messes we've gotten into because of men. Honestly, we should be looking at it the other way.

Do you believe in the death penalty?
It depends on the situation. I do believe it's harsh to take away human life, but if it were a deep and serious crime, then I have no objections.

Are you for or against premarital sex?
I'm neutral on that. I think that if you have complete faith in your partner, and they have the same in you, then it's completely up to the couple. However, if you're just thinking of one-night stands, then screw that.

Do you believe in God?
Yes, or at least I think I do. Sometimes I have doubts, and my mind goes into complete scientific mode.

Do you think same sex marriage should be legalized?
Yes. I don't care if the Good Lord himself said, "Hey you fags, don't you dare get married!" Truly, though some say it's said iin the bible that marriage is between a man and a woman, that can be interpretted into anything. I'm Catholic, so I'm supposed to be against Homosexuals, but I'm not. Nobody should be restricted from love, whether two girls or guys, or what we call, "a normal couple." Anyone who thinks otherwise, I respect you, but I believe you need to give this some more understanding, consideration, and thought.

Do you think its wrong that so many Hispanics are moving to the USA?
I am actually hispanic myself. I am legally white because of my mother, but really, I am also Cuban, Lebonese, and Spaniard. So, I have some background. To tell the truth, despite that background, I do find it a problem. If you want to come to this country, for whatever the reason, try to come leaglly. My father and his parents did, and they had been living in Cuba, of all places, so if they could, so can you. You have to consider that you are contributing to the economic troubles of the US if you come to this country illegally. Reports say that part of the low minimum wage rates in Florida are due to illegal i... ]]> =sasodeiluver http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19250619/ http://sasodeiluver.deviantart.com/journal/19250619/ Mon, 07 Jul 2008 09:12:34 PDT I've got a lot of work to do this summer if I want to finish my old stories and start some new ones. In order to get it done, I've set some plans.
Here's how it will go:

1) When They Met (Couple more parts to go)

2) LxLight- I Love You (Loooooong way to go, will be working cooincidely with other stories until finished. Probably only two/three parts more, but of long length)

3) Death Note- A New Note (Will be working cooincidely with the other stories,old and new, and probably will be longest)

4)New stories/ One shots (I've got a bunch of ideas.
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Okay, I'm still up for new members of my DN family, so if anyone wants to join, just comment here, or note me telling me that you want to, and who. (Please no OCs).

Members:
~L
~Light/Kira
~Beyond Birthday/BB
~Matt
~Mello
~Near
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Wow. I had a fun trip. As most of you know, I live in Florida. My parents and I have family in Tampa, so we like to travel there whenever we can. Last week, we decided to visit for the Fourth of July. We called our family over there, and they said they'd love to have us. And so, we pakced Thursday, July third, and left early on July fourth, Friday, at about six. I slept for most of the trip, but once we got to the city of Naples we stopped for breakfast, and then we continued driving. I fell right back to sleep. (Damn insomnia catching up again. >.< We finally arrived at eleven or noon. We were going to stay at my dad's cousins' house. Only our cousin Lisa was home with her baby. Harold, her hyusband was stuck at work, which we were aware od prior to that. We spent the day in the house, and I got to play with the baby, (Lance), who's only just past a year old. We made plans to have a sort of picnic in the house with Lisa, Harold, my dad's uncle Tony and aunt Heiti, and my Great-grandmother, who is not only still alive, but also ninty-three or ninty-four years old. (I lost track. >.<
Tony, Heiti, and Candida, (my Great-granmother), arrived around five or six. It was a great reuninon, and of course Candid was crazy-happy to see me. She only speaks spanish, and I only speak bits and pieces, so my dad had to translate a lot for her. It really sad, because we don't know how ong she'll still be with us, since she's so old. She's realy frail, and very fragile. I joke that she's as breakable as glass, but really, it's no laughing matter. She's a really sweet woman nontheless, and I love her.
Harold arrived a little after everyone else. We said hello, and so the, picnic party started. After evryone left, we waited a while for the storms to pass, since it was pretty bad out there. (Lightning, though no kidding, since it is the Ligtning capital out there.) Once it got a bit nicer we went outside just Harold, Lisa, Lance, my parents and I, and lit up fireworks that Lisa had bought earlier that day. They weren't the ones that go all the way up into the sky, since they were not only expensive for both the shoot, and the rockets, but also because they're illegal. (I guess you have to have a license for those). Lance was actually pretty quiet the whole time. He didn't fuss or cry, which was great for someone his age. We actually started yelling at Harold and my dad since they both were fooling around when they lit the fireworks.
We sated up that night telling stories and just hanging out. The baby was put to sleep of course, (at nine). The reat... ]]> =sasodeiluver