His name is Courtland Monks. I am currently working for Centennial Wireless, a "mom and pop" company being bought out by "the man" and sold off in parts as if we were nothing but asset-property. Which in corporate america, everything is considered property it just sucks because our poor customers have been together for so long.
Centennial has so much to offer and so little to do it with now, and with this limited time frame our CEOs (yes the ones you see in political cartoons with huge guts) have decided that if "the man" was going to buy us, then we would most definitely have to stick it to him.
Hence what I've been focusing on tirelessly for approximately two months.
Again, the biggest reason for my rant:
My writing is slowly but surely coming back to me, at first it was in spurts but now its seeming to come back more and more. There may actually be a decent poem in my soul somewhere--coming soon hopefully.
Look forward to seeing more from me soon!
Deviously Deviant,
Helena Lyon Monks






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"Modesty forbids me from telling you the details of a phenomenon named after me."
- Ian Malcolm
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"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. "
....emerson
*Dark-Arts-Asylum
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FRITZ THE TRASH CAN.
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"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. "
....emerson
*Dark-Arts-Asylum
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"The end of the human race will be that it will eventually die of civilization. "
....emerson
*Dark-Arts-Asylum
~peace
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Propechies of death inside,
Cede your words; they cut like knives,
Somber wind that sweeps within;
This manic aeon is bound to be...
Anyway...
Just thought I'd drop a line and all.
Oh btw... if you have time could you send me those pics of meh on your camera? My myspace really needs a revamp.
Thanx. Later!
. tristan .
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*You Stand Before The Final Dimension And I Am The Darkness Of Eternity...
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