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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Friday, June 20, 2008. He had never seen a a sky aflame like that before. He had seen grays and black nothings of orbit. That was perforated with the dust and the interplay of light, but not like this. He had seen the dark purples and the reds of the city. He had never seen a cloud before. They floated. Why did they float as they did? A sky on fire? A hear in turmoil? This was his His father’s prayer to the deceased. Every battle was finishe...9; we&#...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Sunday, November 16, 2008. While hovering parents say that their goal is to launch the child into the world successfully, the truth lies deeper, in some dark dependency, some transfer of the parent’s identity to the child…. Achievement when they experience wealth, which may or may not be true.) So you have achievement-oriented parenting because we are selfish. Their children in aspirations and desires that they excel mentally in health and intelligenc...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Wednesday, October 15, 2008. We exist inside an over-infatuation with the material. Will Be and Have been, we have no are. Material and progress and siphoning the lacqour of the moment. I have fallen into darkness, and that darkness is what is me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. I saw the peak through the clouds, to be swallowed. Jose Saramago William Golding - Lord of the Flies . Alexanders Horses Part 3 . But I shall us...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Monday, October 27, 2008. My men took the machines like we were marching in a funeral. 7 was in front, and he snapped electrical lines as he came to them by ripping them away with his machine's hands. Everyone walked deliberately, but without the intricate little tics that mark fear in the mind of a pilot. I've seen novices check the scope of their gun every 3 seconds on the way to a battle, . Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Well, as I was saying,...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Thursday, December 18, 2008. The Separate Rose: I. Translated by William O'Daly. Today is that day, the day that carried. A desperate light that since has died. Don’t let the squatters know:. Let’s keep it all between us,. Day, between your bell. Today is dead winter in the forgotten land. That comes to visit me, with a cross on the map. And a volcano in the snow, to return to me,. To return again the water. Fallen on the roof of my childhood. It cann...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Tuesday, December 23, 2008. Alexander’s Horses, Afterwords. He had never seen a sky aflame like that before. He had seen grays and black nothings of orbit. That was perforated with the dust and the interplay of light, but not like this. He had seen the dark purples and the reds of the city. He had never seen a cloud before. They floated. Why did they float as they did? A sky on fire? A heart in turmoil? R; But what? R; It would make things complicated.
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Saturday, October 18, 2008. Alexander's Horses Part 3. My hatch was open and I felt the breeze. The pine dust was getting in my eyes, but it felt good on my hands and my face, so different from the sterility of the air systems of artificial environments. The air smelt the way I felt it. But there were fires, I smelled fuel and oil roasting the parts that were flammable. The radio crackled, the screen glared and came on. Why did they come here? 3; It w...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Monday, December 15, 2008. There was a corridor, immediately above the dormitories we occupied, that usually allowed me to be alone when I needed it. There were dormitories here, even though there were the biggest on the ship no one used them, and we didn’t heat them. There were windows here, which made me suspect that this was captain’s quarters, or officers to be transported between systems in dangerous times. R; who is it? He said nothing but poure...
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1Know Yourself 2.Know Your enemy 3.Know your machine. Monday, November 10, 2008. So they don’t compare. To you know whose. Orange, black and white. Is what to wear. For those who dare! The Best, It’s true! The Deer of brown. Made not a sound. Shed not a tear. Of Brown Orange sash. He needs to eat:. He’s a winner. A We live in hot. B And wet jungles. C We sleep all day. B It‘s no trouble. A Tiger’s lives r’not. C Horrible, nay! D It’s wonderful! C Tiger oft say. B Be’in in rumbles. F Tigers superb,. Well,...
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The Premiere Community for Gross Stories! Apr 10th, 2015 02:53 pm. Kilo Kish - "Locket". I did not pee. It looked like my lady business had gone on a murdering spree in the night. I was both disgusted and fascinated. Nov 1st, 2014 09:58 am. Inspired by the dog horror story from yesterday:. The day my cat exploded. Jun 26th, 2012 06:12 am. Feb 8th, 2012 05:33 pm. Today, I get up and go to the bathroom. It's orange, and pink around the edges. Huh, maybe I'm dehydrate- wait. Pink? And it smells funky? After...
