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Like any other fresh addition; my view point was as naive and ignorant as a small child rollicking in mud; still thinking it s a chocolate puddle.
Sat, July 14, 2007 - 1:17 AM
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the principles which i was so proud of and adhered to and maybe a or the cause of more than a couple snoozes; still were very much a part of me. till i came into the real world away from the cocoon; the dreams and the general faffing around right into the den or rather a jungle standing on the periphery with no clue whatsoever of the usual g... read more
Before I could even think of continuing; the line had ended.
Mon, June 11, 2007 - 10:10 AM
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And it was not long before the realisation struck home. Overtly imaginative. Fragmented Nothing to be really proud of. Tho running beyond the end is allowed.Seldom ventured. I have. I did. This thought. Of course; it had to be singular. So maybe this is not the dismantle but the production of Madame Blue. Made here. Right now.
.... definition un-heeded.
Sun, May 13, 2007 - 2:51 AM
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retrieval--a question....'?' consistent in procession;a remarkably inherent talent of hastily relieving one s satisfaction--self mutilation perhaps?--and setting the un-certainty in...again. not a physical integration but a psycho-disorder. and the maestro bows! Finally: A job.A house.A direction read: Security;Warmth;Stability And....then the striking begins.Not in necessarily the same order but the result achieved is equally distorted. How nomadic is a ... read more
Ok—
Mon, January 22, 2007 - 8:22 AM
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So now we can finally breathe After a much hyped week; claiming epochal proportions; the good has been done; Revival of a has been into It girl; readying herself perhaps for the soon to arrive deluge of cinematic as a peace offering; And of course, not to forget, maybe winning the much *coveted* Big Brother(BB) title itself…. The restoration process starts!! I wonder what made the poor soul stay in that despicable venomous environment?! Maybe..e-rrr…. The afflicted trauma demandin... read more
Swirling
Sun, January 14, 2007 - 5:30 AM
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With the breeze Olive to glinting gold Spiralling down An acrobatic descent Of a suspended life Reliving the four variations A perennial definition Marking time... Peace swings me down A waltz end to my private symphony As terra welcomes And Silently Rooting towards obscurity I embrace the abyss Gently, Sand covers me Blurring the aging veins Wandering shadows on edges brown And I whisper Softly Sand covered me For all to see; Sand covered the leaves.....
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