That is all, just a little update for those gracious few of you that watch me.


Biography of John ValenteJohn Valente, one of societies many nobodies, was born on October 19, 1971 in a small suburb in New York. John was raised by his parents, Marie and George, until the age of 12. Unfortunately, they were killed in a violent car crash. Losing his parents was a hard time for John, who went to live with his grandparents. Though they were already quite old, they raised the teenage John, who never got involved with any wrong crowds or went through anything quite eventful during this time. He dropped out of school at the age of 16. His grandparents were disappointed, but not surprised, since he was a smart boy, but never one for academics.Biography of John Valente
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EscapeEscapeEscape
Is that a white light I see, coming evermore near? Could it finally be possible that I've made it to the clear? These menacing restraints have held me tight for far too long, But of course what doesn't kill me, can only make me strong.
Orders and commands, kept on flying my way, I wished to be like a bird, just wanting to fly away, They made me become this way, they caused me to break, I guess that all these rules were just too much for me to take.
But now that I've escaped this mess, how can I survive? I've walked a million miles, can I make it out alive?


End The ViolenceEnd The ViolenceEnd The Violence
People are saying, that Bush is a fool, He doesn’t know what he’s doing, He should go back to school, To learn of kindness, love and compassion, To learn of suffering, pain and exhaustion,
‘Cause he doesn’t know what it’s like to be alone out there, He doesn’t know what it’s like to have no one who cares. He sits on his throne like he’s God or something, He controls each soldier like they’re his plaything.
Come on people; let’s get over this delusion, So we can see through his cloudy illusion Of false comfort, and false hope, Leaving


History of the Prophet IbanIt all began 3.5 million years ago. War raged on between the two armies of Good and Evil. One fought for the splendor of God, and the other, for the King of Demons, the Devil. The war raged on for a million years, without result. The two overlords decided on a preposition. The Afterlife, a still unstable realm where mortals proceeded to after death, was complete nothingness. They decided that the mortals that died with pure hearts and great achievements throughout their earthly lives, would ascend to Heaven, the realm of absoulte goodness, up in the clouds. The evil mortals with wasted earth lives and cruel hearts would descend to Hell, an unHistory of the Prophet Iban
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For You---For You---For You
For you, I'd take all your problems and put them all on me. For you I'd climb a mountain, cross a valley or a sea. I'd push open the gates of Heaven, just to let you through. I'd take on the wrath of Lucifer to keep Hell away from you. For you, I'd take a needle and sew up your broken heart. I'd bring back your true love, so that you weren't apart. If you fell I'd catch you. I'd replace your despair with glee. If you died I'd bring you back and replace your grave with me When you cry I'll dry your tears. When you age I'll take back the years. If you're poor
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"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." -Edmund Burke
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"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." -Edmund Burke
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When everything starts to get dark, sometimes you've got to break some windows to see the light again.
It's good to see people still doing Fantasy work!
Hey, I've just been made a moderator of a new FANTASY WRITER'S FORUM.
That's right, a forum specifically for FANTASY.
Anyway, we could use some good writers to help get the thing active.
So, please stop in and sign yourself up a screen name.
Then we can get this thing really hopping. It'll be fun.
P.S. The site administrator is a pretty good guy. (He loves writing too)
GO to: thefifthwind.com [link] and click the "Forum" link.
look forward to seeing you there.
Oh, don't forget to post an introduction...
P.S. my screenname in the forum is "Night"
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We're just two lost souls livin' in a fish bowl, year after year.. runnin' the same old ground, what have we found? The same old fears.. wish you were here..
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"The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." -Edmund Burke
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don't you hate those people who avertise crap in there signatures?
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I write...words.
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