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| Is it me? Am i missing something? Even if I am, say a language barrier- um what of those who do not like, use their heads...and would hence go about following this recipe? Shredded Chihuahua??... | |
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| "Everything comes to pass. Nothing comes to stay."
On this cold morning in the valley...definitely feeling of being caught in what feels like a train track. You know, where the pant leg is hung... | |
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| "Everything comes to pass. Nothing comes to stay."
On this cold morning in the valley...definitely feeling of being caught in what feels like a train track. You know, where the pant leg is hung... | |
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| Blank. Aloof. Indifferent. Lacking that something.
Words. All set in motion to describe an individual. To place a justification of why.
To somehow, make sense of the world in which that... | |
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| Bitch.
(yeah yeah I spent way too much time creating these...ah well.)
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| Dear Muse,
I am writing you this letter to....ummm to
Dear Muse,
Hey how are ya? How is life? Way the hell over there? I am writing you this little -
Dear Muse,
Greetings from my brain. I... | |
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| "He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary."
William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway)
"Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from... | |
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| I am.
A questioned posed:"What are you?"
A question answered:"Excuse me? What I am is factual... a person made up of many different parts. THe what of what I am, exists within a... | |
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| The evil that dwells within. Devours, is mine and mine alone. That which has cast itself amongst all that is known. All that is loved.
A perception of the mind.
Intertwined within the... | |
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| I've been pondering:When do we lose ourselves? That child within?We have conscious memory of 'who' that was, yet along the way we forgot them somewhere. Left Behind.
That child we see... | |
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