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Life is: July 2015
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Wednesday, July 22, 2015. Data sets and future formation. rather awkward attmepts to say something which I think is important. I've been thinking a lot about data-sets recently. What i mean by this is that we go off what we know: our worldviews, our conscious or sub-conscious list of perceivable options for ourselves. I know I'm being broad. So am i defaulting, or is there something better out there that i'm ...
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Life is: June 2015
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Wednesday, June 24, 2015. San Fransisco was beautiful after that. I ran across the big red bridge. I walked along the boardwalks and saw beautiful people smiling, enjoying the warm evening. I took a great tour of China Town. After eating otherwise poor-quality food everywhere on my adventure, I now couldn't hardly find bad-quality food if i wanted to. But then I went and left. I went out for a walk. Its funny...
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Life is: October 2013
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Sunday, October 27, 2013. Considering dogma in 8 scenes. 8220;You know, you're the first religious person I've met in Canada”. Yeah well, frankly the West-coast isn't known for being the most churched part of the country, you're not as likely to find as much of a “religious” culture here. Not in the traditional sense anyways.”. Because I didn't believe what he did.”. I sighed. “Yeah. that bother...I mean, whe...
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Life is: 111
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Thursday, December 04, 2014. This is honey off a knife's blade. Berries through the thorns. All we saw was your metaphysics. Show my my death,. And I'll show you Yours. Say you've got, only so many days. All your choices supposed to be crucial. Boiled down to moments. Of impulse or rage. Or do you stay. In the camp or out. Into the house or not? To the things you've known. To love known,. Haven't you known it?
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Life is: March 2015
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Friday, March 06, 2015. Http:/ www.cracked.com/blog/the-4-dark-sides-being-in-love p2/. This is the most inspiring, romantic/realist/just plain decent advice I've ever read on Cracked. at least it sure seems like it to me. And then there was this one,. The one thing that does stink about being married to someone you like so much is the question of: What if they die before me? Where does that leave me? F*ck it...
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Life is: July 2013
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Monday, July 22, 2013. Changes IX: on our feet. on our knees. Sunday, July 14, 2013. Saturday, July 13, 2013. Changes VII: Chivalry, not quite dead. Monday, July 08, 2013. Changes V: Help wanting help. 8221; “She might,” I told him. “In fact, yes, I think she does.” “Do you think you help him? I still know how to fish,” he concluded. “Tomorrow we will go fishing with him.”. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Life is: November 2013
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Sunday, November 03, 2013. Its been a good year. The summer was quite probably the best yet, and it was not because I was winning at the rat race. In fact, it felt like it was because I had checked out. It got me to thinking about what constitutes the “good life.”. Why is it sailors in that parable? It could be simple. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). A time of some change. Music and a friend.
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Life is: September 2014
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Thursday, September 25, 2014. I Just don't know. Tell me that's ok. I’ve often equated my relationship to romantic relationships to the Joker’s explanation for his actions: “I’m like a dog chasing cars: I wouldn’t know what to with it if I caught one.”. I find it resonating. Imagine you wake up with nothing “kind of exhilarating isn’t it? If we are told to own our choices, then we are implicatively responsibl...
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Life is: A walk
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Wednesday, June 24, 2015. San Fransisco was beautiful after that. I ran across the big red bridge. I walked along the boardwalks and saw beautiful people smiling, enjoying the warm evening. I took a great tour of China Town. After eating otherwise poor-quality food everywhere on my adventure, I now couldn't hardly find bad-quality food if i wanted to. But then I went and left. I went out for a walk. Its funny...
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Life is: This is today
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Like those grooves left by crab fishers' ropes on the wooden rails of well-walked fishing piers. Friday, March 06, 2015. Http:/ www.cracked.com/blog/the-4-dark-sides-being-in-love p2/. This is the most inspiring, romantic/realist/just plain decent advice I've ever read on Cracked. at least it sure seems like it to me. And then there was this one,. The one thing that does stink about being married to someone you like so much is the question of: What if they die before me? Where does that leave me? F*ck it...
