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IN SOLIDARITY WITH CHARLIE HEBDO, PARIS, FUCK YOU BLOG! January 7, 2015. IN SOLIDARITY WITH CHARLIE HEBDO, PARIS, FUCK YOU! So we at the FUCK YOU! Protest the RIGHT WING EXTREMIST ATTACKS ON CHARLIE HEBDO that left at present twelve DEAD, the right WING NATIONAL FRONT, THE TEA PARTY IN THE US AND RIGHT WING FASCISTS IN ALL COUNTRIES AS THESE PROVOCATIONS ARE USED IN FALSE FLAG ATTACKS NOT MERELY AGAINST CHARLIE HEBDO BUT DEMOCRATIC VALUES IN ALL COUNTRIES.So we at the FUCK YOU! Protester contre les attaq...
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Getting It Right: Fall
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Monday, September 9, 2013. In a sense of rage, some burst into a flame of color. While others remain unchanged, yet still just hang. In anger that the Sun is so far, they vie for his affection. Displaying an array of color, and so it begins. Fall. I walk knowing the shadow I see is me and feeling you. The crisp air I breathe , the rustling of leaves on sidewalks. My favorite time of year, good spirits full of cheer, your here. The stars are always brighter, the moon is always fuller,it's Fall. Je vous in...
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Getting It Right: March 2012
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Thursday, March 15, 2012. Rain drops form on his lips as I reach for him, mine open, like the sea parting as if a wave broke. Slow rising temperatures stir like a smoldering fire waiting for wind to catch bringing it out of control. My brain feels the flames, my body shivers yet not with cold, his touches, breathing on me like a cloak. I am weak laying in his arms, gently he guides me to him, unbound he takes control, giving in, faded. Time waits for us but seconds as we catch our breath, though hours pa...
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Getting It Right: Shun
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Friday, January 4, 2013. I wake in wonder what it is the wind has brought to my door, what lies you tell. Of fool of folly, my heart will know, truth is written in the eyes, even closed. I keep treasures, my greatly wisdoms to my bosom, for wolves pretend as sheep. Virtue I do keep, the world will not sleep without its filthy whore, swears the oath. Rise to stand, sit to fall, the people cry alone, for where is the righteous man they seek? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Getting It Right: February 2012
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Thursday, February 16, 2012. He Is magic, silken skin glistening in the pale moonlight my dream calling to me in the night. His lips form perfection his words drip honey into my mouth like water to my soul, his kiss. Time has brought us a tapestry of love a canvas of colors to share as we touch together in bliss. He stands before me in his nakedness as a god baring his beauty and soul, waiting for pleasure. The sea crashes onto rocks as our bodies begin to meld together with overwhelming desire. My wings...
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Getting It Right: October 2012
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Saturday, October 20, 2012. As the Sun follows me I birth a beauty only he sees, My inner self I save for him exquisitely, he is as carved perfection unto me. When I look in your eyes I see what I want, when I look in your soul I know what I need, when I feel your heart beat I know it is mine, meant for me. Stripped, basked in amber essence glowing warmly, I move with such ease into his arms as the depths of forever call like a raging sea. I have moonlight in my eyes, dancing under the stars, the breeze ...
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Getting It Right: January 2012
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Wednesday, January 25, 2012. The world as I see it, cold, sometimes you say this is my time, you say this now. This metaphor of love games, this love me not, a mind play, my time, you say. Starlit paths all paved with gold laid out for the wandering soul, my time, you say. Careful now fragile is the glass inside the cave belonging to mine heart, my time, you say. Oh sparrow, sparrow, where for art thou gone? Spring seems far from our time to sing. Tuesday, January 24, 2012. Grooving to a New Beat. The mo...
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Getting It Right: A collection of thoughts.......
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Thursday, February 21, 2013. A collection of thoughts. My pen attacks my hand Wars with my thought My eyes play tricks I hide Damned paper smudges . Alas I begrudges. No more the hour. It's the smallest of things . The kindness of others.waking,. Your smile, mostly the children. I'm thankful for each day. What I was . I am not today What I thought . I think not now In the depths of my mind I have found my self I am free. This tree tall stretched forth to the sky, I lay under, it shadows me, protects me, ...
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Getting It Right: November 2011
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Sunday, November 20, 2011. I was 10 years old My name is Jasmine McLain. Screaming, no one hears the pain I feel, the sneers. Mocking yelling teasing, God, pleasing, am I not to thee? Oh not today these wretched noises fill my head I cry, I pray. Pain inside to great, why do they hate can't they see I'm weak. Begging please, no one cares,do you see they just stare,at me. Beseeching thee I call upon you, knowing that you'll rescue me,when. Mommy my words won't come,thier hate so powerful darkens me. I wan...
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Getting It Right: October 2011
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Friday, October 28, 2011. Waking daily I hear my people, they cry pain, I walk out wanting change, today I have a dream. Rules made, children bath in glory of hate, gang signs, streets of battle violence and crime not my vision. My people cry, yea they cry help me, so, goes the stranger in the night the lost they fight, blood spills. My time is now, though I come from the fields, the jungles, hills of the city, the wrong side of right. Sunday, October 16, 2011. The stars dance for us like billions upon b...
