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My Twisted Reality: February 2006
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In a world where all is seen twisting through the eyes of one so demented, so completely insane,your only choice is to keep moving and hope to make it out. ALIVE. Monday, February 27, 2006. Well the clock just stroked 12 so officailly happy bday to the footchster. link to her blog in order to wish her a happy bday through the link. Posted by the OTHER roomy @ 12:01 AM. Sunday, February 26, 2006. Menachem mendel - mazal tov. Posted by the OTHER roomy @ 11:24 PM. Chaya was our best possuk leader! And as so...
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Bezerkely: September 2006
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Sunday, September 10, 2006. The following is something I recieved in an email describing this article. If somebody can please translate this into english for me I would appreciate it.). This is a pretty good article on the subject of retrocausality, which is focusing almost entirely on the quantum wave/particle duality aspect. Since when do they schedule these things? I would think people would be smart enough not to get on those flights. Ever wonder what chasidishe Shaigitz. Posted by Renegade at 4:42 PM.
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ARTicles: Writ & Read
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Sunday, March 11, 2007. Writ sits in solitude, fingers tap-dancing a rhythm out of key: Letters sprinkling like chocolate on vanilla; Words embracing like Adam and Eve; Sentences fastening like speeding locomotive cars; Paragraphs supporting like old-age-home banisters. Writ writes himself that is, Writ writes himself. Read reads others that is, Read reads what others. Who are you, Writ or Read? Posted by jakeyology at 3:56 AM. Howerver, I do...
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ARTicles: Wildlife
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Monday, July 09, 2007. It calls, does the wild (and not only from London). But it gets my voicemail and leaves no message after the beep. Strong vocal cords has the wild; bar chords stronger yet. Still I cannot hear its message. For some odd or G-d reason I think it’s more. A problem with my ears than its tongue.). It grows on you, does the wild, and you can only hope to. Like a dizzy spinster it is ungroomed: hair. To live in postproduction?
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ARTicles: א-ray
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Thursday, May 03, 2007. This is a weekly column we are working on @ The Algemeiner Journal in our ongoing effort to enhance it. What do you think of this as a weekly feature? Believe it or not, faith is in the air (and the news). In Israel. From Olmert to Herzl, the people have lost faith in their leaders. In Politics. From Obama to Ahmadinejad, faith is suddenly omnipresent. In Environment. In The Middle East. Olmert, who even before the rel...
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ARTicles: Reach In To Get Out
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Monday, June 25, 2007. Reach In To Get Out. Young blood, some younger than others of course, boils by the fireside. Sitting on rocks, rocking on energy, energized beyond recognition, we sit encircled not in warmth but the warmth is encircled in us. Fires are unique in that way: they are nothing yet everything; you cannot touch only feel them. Posted by jakeyology at 1:21 AM. Great piece. so true. Looking forward to more. Live From The Hilltop.
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ARTicles: Bittul - A Prelude To Tomorrow’s Post
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Thursday, March 22, 2007. Bittul - A Prelude To Tomorrow’s Post. I recently came across this and in one line it really captures what. Is all about. Most people misinterpret it or don't interpret it altogether. I think tomorrow I'm going to post more on this. (Hey, if one doesn't have. At least they can write about it.). Ultimate Bittul is not only searching for the vices in yourself but also for the virtues in another. Of Menus And Men.
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ARTicles: August 2005
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Monday, August 29, 2005. As Busapest has, at least for me, now entered those antiquity-stained yellow pages of History, this will be the last piece to be posted under the page titled "Budapest". The Blog will continue; if anyone has an idea for a new page name, please be so kind as to share. Thus, Transition is a word of Motion and. E-motion: Motion, because that’s what one does. When one transits from one environment to another. Maybe he is ...
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ARTicles: What is Joy?
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Thursday, February 22, 2007. I would like your insights. I will post a piece on this later tonight. Posted by jakeyology at 7:10 PM. Joy is unlimited. And unlimiting. Joy breaks all bounds. Why? Because joy is something that is always there, always within every person. A person cannot survive without a certain level of joy reserved inside him. I'll tell you about my latest joy. Romance is not very romantic: in literature it usu.
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ARTicles: You Being You
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Fusing the Art of Communication with the Communication of Art. Monday, April 16, 2007. Over the years and under the bridges waters flow like some people’s tears. It is a story known by many but a message experienced by few. So rare is its child that even the parent is unaware of its birth. Such is the case in most cases: life’s story tumbles on while its characters we, the human body remain ignorant to its unfolding. They will ask you, Why weren’t you you? It’s you being you so you decide. Yknow im alway...
