I'm mostly a pretty normal guy, kinda geeky and all but pretty normal. I like to role play alot, because it really lets you stretch your amagination and let out any latent ideas that you have stored up from random life thinking, it also lets you let lose and find yourself in an entirely different world where you can see more than your average life, it kind of lets you step out of the limits of your own thinking and I always find somthing new about myself when i really open up myself to a new way of being in creating a new character to play as. I enjoy alot of other things, like woodwork and anything else where i can put my hands to good work, though I don't get a chance to it very often. from time to time i'll right alittle something, but only if i really feal inspired, here's a little example:

-the apple-

the boy sat in an open field
only his apple and he sat alone and still.
the apple he held was no ordinary apple,
but a piece of his soul to keep and hold.
for when the boy was a babe
he was sickly with age;
weak and still and only ever ill.
so he was taken to the taker,
the keeper of secrets and souls.
the taker took the babes illness and put it into an apple,
but that was not all the taker took.
for nothing the taker took was ever taken without a price.
he had taken a piece of the babes soul
and placed it within the apple with the babes illness.
the babe would live happy and healthy,
but as time went by the babes illness would slowly eat away at the apple
and with it the babes soul.
the boy was never told what to do,
he did not know how to stop his ravenous illness from devouring his soul
for the taker kept his secrets well,
and never told a breath taking soul.
though the souls of the dead took no more breaths,
they know all of the takers secrets,
for they took nothing at all.
they screamed and cried out to the boy,
"Boy... Boy, oh please, innocent boy, you must take your apple to the darkest reaches of the underworld, and there, at the river styx, you must cast your apple into it's deepest depths, and release your soul from the apples deathly clutches, lest it take your soul completely."
but for all their screaming and yelling,
their cries fell on def ears.
the boy had resigned himself to his fate,
giving up all hope for vindication,
but then along came a girl with hair like the stars and a face like the moon,
and asked the boy about his aura of gloom.
the boy was surprised and elated with joy,
for none had spoken to him for many of his days, nights, or noons.
the boy and the girl played together,
and were never apart,
and as time went by the boy grew into a man,
and his heart grew to love the girl,
but the apples was almost spent,
with only one untouched bite left.
the man never wanted to be without the girl,
so he gave her the apple,
the last piece of his soul,
but when the girl took the final bite,
she bit too close to the core of the apple,
where the man's sickness sleeps,
and took it inside her, forever to keep.

i think i'm just gonna continue to add to this, because i can't seam to find any other place for it.

when night becomes day,
and lovers still lay,
then the world is at peace,
for new life is on it's way.