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Red: Going....Home.
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Slave of the Handler of Sleen and Warrior Tuchuks. Friday, July 24, 2009. Love doesn't hide. It stays and fights. It goes the distance, that's why love is so strong. So it can carry you all the way home". I was smiling like a fool. Oh I wanted Him proud of me! I wanted this to make Him smile, at me. I about jumped out of my skin I was so excited. I would get to tell, I would get to tell, I would get to tell! He found me worthy for bell removal! I was trembling, a few tears moistened my lashes, I know my ...
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Red: I like this feeling
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Slave of the Handler of Sleen and Warrior Tuchuks. Sunday, November 22, 2009. I like this feeling. I enjoy the cool mornings. A breath of chilled air filling my lungs, dancing across my inner veins and a little tingle at my finger tips. I don't even need to open my eyes to know the burst of blue sky is around me, for this morning for some reason I was allowed rest. Posted by Little Red Dreamer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Plains of Turia, Tuchuk Tribe. View my complete profile. Of Wings and Winds.
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Red: Flesh
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Slave of the Handler of Sleen and Warrior Tuchuks. Thursday, July 23, 2009. Touch, how does one try to explain touch fully? Not so much the act, flesh touching flesh, but the reaction, which is to Feel. Even the act of feeling is hard also, as once the touch happens, feelings rise, and the grasp of emotions, visions and aromas explode around you. Its like a heighten of layers being fed into a fire that is going to take the final bit of fuel and give a burst of radiance. Posted by Little Red Dreamer.
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Méditation V: The Desert
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010. Posted by Fonce of the Tuchuk. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Fonce of the Tuchuk. View my complete profile. In My Vain Attempts. To Live the Sharpest Life. A Tap . At Your Window. This is How . I Disappear. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. I have been so busy with taking care of my mother and making sure my elders are keeping cool. Darn older warriors find it cooler to strip naked and wade. Of Wings and Winds. Page 562 Buried Alive. Things ...
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Méditation V: This is How .. I Disappear
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Monday, February 8, 2010. This is How . I Disappear. My Dearest Beauty,. You ask me . what do I want? I want you to understand me . even a little. I want you to see me . when I am not there. I want you to hear me . when I do not speak. I want you to feel me . when I can not reach for you. I want you to know that when you are not there . I die a little. The amniotic fluid closes around me and the world seems far away and unimportant. I wish you understood that. There is always a price to pay . always.
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Red: Oh
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Slave of the Handler of Sleen and Warrior Tuchuks. Saturday, July 25, 2009. Posted by Little Red Dreamer. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Plains of Turia, Tuchuk Tribe. View my complete profile. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. Today the winds came.not those gentle caresses but the knock-you-over and jerk-you-around kind. Cold fingers grabbing at the wagon tops and snapping col. Of Wings and Winds. Page 562 Buried Alive. Tarra, The Woman. A restful sleep, finally.
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Red: A slave.
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Slave of the Handler of Sleen and Warrior Tuchuks. Monday, July 20, 2009. So you want to learn touch? I think my thoughts showed as I uncurled the fingers not touched out into a mock fan lowered to try to keep my modesty from eyes. This time He didn't laugh, His grin was, mischievous. He seemed to be.sizing me up. My skin started to pimple up in texture feeling cold, bare and exposed. Tell me what touch you crave right now". A kiss.Master. Just a kiss". Master, Master, Master. Whywas He doing this to me?
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Méditation V: The Move
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Monday, November 8, 2010. And so begins the epic Tuchuk race north in the attempt to beat the snows and ice . Did you see that? I swear I just saw a . Psst Fonce we are there. Huh and so ends the epic Tuchuk race north. Posted by Fonce of the Tuchuk. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Fonce of the Tuchuk. View my complete profile. In My Vain Attempts. To Live the Sharpest Life. A Tap . At Your Window. This is How . I Disappear. At The Margins of Silence. 8220;Touch has a memory.” John Keats. Goes shoppi...
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Méditation V: Here .. Without You
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Friday, August 7, 2009. Now it seems to me. That you know just what to say. Words are only words. Can you show me something else. Can you swear to me that you'll always be this way. Show me how you feel. More than ever baby. I don't wanna be lonely no more. I don't wanna have to pay for this. I don't want to know the lover at my door. Is just another heartache on my list. I don't wanna be angry no more. You know I could never stand for this. So when you tell me that you love me know for sure. You know I ...
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Méditation V: Been There .. Done That
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Wednesday, November 10, 2010. Been There . Done That. As I said . one way or another things would get to me eventually as to what I needed to do or not do as the case may be. She had not seen Ay . she said for some time and I asked her if Ash was around and she told me he was due soon so I hung around some to ask him directly where the land lay and how we were to proceed through the coming days. Now for me there is just no shiny gold buried on the top side of those grays and even if there was I just have...