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To what end do I speak in riddles and passing fancy - Svensai Cervantes Esteban
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To what end do I speak in riddles and passing fancy. Mar 26th, 2012 at 3:02 PM. Time to go to class! My latest endeavor of course. Something the demons aligned properly and turn them decisively towards a task rather than merely making fantastical bread pudding. 4 comments Leave a comment. Mar 26th, 2012 09:40 pm (UTC). Mar 27th, 2012 12:18 am (UTC). Mannow I want bread pudding. :) So highly suggestible. Mar 27th, 2012 04:06 am (UTC). Happy to be seeing familiar faces again as well :-). Order of the Stick.
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We used to actually sleep at night - Svensai Cervantes Esteban
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We used to actually sleep at night. Mar 19th, 2012 at 5:39 AM. If anything, I suspect my dreams are small tiny beings capable of great movement. Along with potentiality, the dreams get together and move like a sea of creatures over my body. Who needs protection when you have rampant possibility streaming across not only consciousness but also the physical shell? Great Now I need to go listen to that song. I haven't thought about that in years! Fire in the Hand Blog. Order of the Stick. View my Tags page.
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Where ya been, where ya been for so long. Feb 28th, 2012 at 10:50 AM. I had a dream this morning featuring Jerry Seinfeld as a serial killer. I was in a house along with a group of people. Jerry had called us in to have a business meeting on a new show concept I suspect. This was the old house my mother-in-law lived in. Also, there was a mysterious woman in a black dress there. Actually, both the woman and Seinfeld were in black. Land of 1000 Bacon toppings. Negative Format - Focus. Fire in the Hand Blog.
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Svensai Cervantes Esteban
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Sep 8th, 2012 at 8:50 PM. I thought you knew this was a crossroads. Where the trails meet for a moment. We came from all walks of life. To this very moment in time. Yet even as I call attention to that drop. It is gone in just as many motions. Where will you go now? What will you do there? Sometimes I come here and sit. Staring up at the tree branches in the thinly. Because in this space anything is possible. There are no certainties. Here we are all secrets. You don't know how to go home.
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Sep 8th, 2012 at 8:50 PM. I thought you knew this was a crossroads. Where the trails meet for a moment. We came from all walks of life. To this very moment in time. Yet even as I call attention to that drop. It is gone in just as many motions. Where will you go now? What will you do there? Sometimes I come here and sit. Staring up at the tree branches in the thinly. Because in this space anything is possible. There are no certainties. Here we are all secrets. You don't know how to go home.
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The triumphant Hierophant oliphant - Svensai Cervantes Esteban
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The triumphant Hierophant oliphant. Feb 23rd, 2012 at 10:41 AM. The greatest religion is laughter. The greatest teacher is love. By examining ourselves if we don't find what we see to be awesome, frightening and ultimately smacking of satire I'd have to say we've only cleared the top layer and need to dig deeper. With a golden shovel. Precipitously and with great vigor. 1 comment Leave a comment. Mar 3rd, 2012 10:43 pm (UTC). Sorry to hear about your friend. 1 comment Leave a comment. Order of the Stick.
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Sep 8th, 2012 at 8:50 PM. I thought you knew this was a crossroads. Where the trails meet for a moment. We came from all walks of life. To this very moment in time. Yet even as I call attention to that drop. It is gone in just as many motions. Where will you go now? What will you do there? Sometimes I come here and sit. Staring up at the tree branches in the thinly. Because in this space anything is possible. There are no certainties. Here we are all secrets. You don't know how to go home. Jul 22nd, 2009.
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