October 23, 2006
Just showing some love. Hope you are doing well.
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August 25, 2006
Salamanda-
Whadda bellydancin beauuuuty y'ar! Wish we had more time at Trans to party and dance together. Hopefully you will make it down for my party and to get your dancing groove on wif me;> If not, im coming up there to kidnap ya!!!!! Issssa August 7, 2006
Amanda radiates a wonderful, peaceful, loving energy. I have not yet seen the human side, only the goddess side.
August 4, 2005
Glad you were able to come sadamander... YOU ROCK!!! I cant wait to get to hang out again w/ ya and ur beautiful fam!!! Thank you!
Chwdog
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Thoughts unused -
Wed, September 6, 2006 - 10:17 PM
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degrading into themselves - become simple tangents in reality - A goal an idea a dream - into a mere whim. A bubble, blown across obstacles, bursts into quickly fading memories of reflected light. An object becomes the enemy with it's sheer existence. An unseen force an energetical flow a breeze - transports the whim into action - floating into the realm of the infinite universal possibilities broken feathers releasing themselves from tattered wings his halo shattered on the marble floor, outweighed and dragging a limp spirit behind, a forelorn angel battered and confused An archetype for relentlessness against abuse.
dazzling, triumphant,
Thu, August 24, 2006 - 10:34 AM
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stunning the nation with your groundedness chameleonesque, the beauty of your soul shines through your ability to weather the storm seemingly unscathed aftermath, adding it up, repeated glimpses at your lightest and darkest reflections the river gets dammed, wanting, waiting to flow like diamond-lit torrents of love streaming down a porcelain visage free the river within, pouring from you in forgiveness, compassion, release... clearing your eyes and cleansing your soul blessed be, sweet sista forgiveness, compassion, release
perilous glances wicked smiles
Wed, August 16, 2006 - 1:30 PM
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waiting for thoughts to be experiential memory. A leaf flutters down on a spastic wind and lands on her painted toes as she gives felatio to the mind and phrases lick with rhyme a broken rustic fence seperates a smitten boy from the game
Everyone fixated on the multicolored glare.
Wed, August 16, 2006 - 1:19 PM
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the elaborate convoluted ornate story of the obsequious complexion of the bottom line. the maternal struggle has been lost along the longitudes and latitudes saturate the attitudes with ill will and malintent with no invention but only submission to the controversy between the division... FUCK YOU MR BUSH.
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I could lie and pretend I'm a much better person than I actually am, I could pretend I'm way more intellectual than I really am. I'm not as deep as I could seem by being eloquent about the metaphysical elements that swim through my brain. But one thing I am is......good. I have wonderful conversations with strangers without crutches. I take my son to go see santa while explaining to him the mythos. I don't become an ass to protect myself. I get deep I balance there. I'm the grounded energy at a party while taking it to another perspective. I don't hurt people or make them feel uncomfortable to make myself feel in control or important. I wallow in vanity, I cry because of vanity. I am a real person. I don't create chaos to cloud my own shortcomings. I do create chaos to protect myself from unknown change. I hold grudges. I can't stand posers. I like nice people with heavy thoughts. I love being comfortable with my family, my son, my dogs, my food, my home, those are the reasons for community, to enhance to heal to nuture the life that which you have created.. Helping the old man that knows the true meaning of community and why it exists It is the sanctuary from those that do no provide a positive vibration I write poems for bus drivers that change my life. I heal those that seek it. I cherish the goddess. I cherish the invisible strand of energy that flows from one to the other and through and over. Crystals make me vibrate with intense energy that must be applied to those that are thirsty for KwanYin Avoloketisvara . oh, I like pudding too.
I do breathe the vibrant soft energy waves of the essence into my being and love exhaling appreciation. procrastinating poet crystal healer underachiever sadist masochist mother little girl tempestuous woman empathetic apathetic artist spectator I am only I . I like to be described as "amanda"
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