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clarified confusion: December 2013
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Tuesday, December 17, 2013. The words arranged on this paper cause me to imagine. I am in a headspace divorced from this time and this moment. I have traveled to your moment, imaginary and real. I recreate every letter that was born into existence by the flick of your pen. Your hand did dance over this tree reformed. It's a wonder-full and complicated. How do i come to know this piece of your mind. What made me so special. Am i special at all. Strange, these inanimate things, these objects. And i feel it .
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clarified confusion: May 2014
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Thursday, May 29, 2014. Some of the saddest words ever uttered. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). New wave vomit (created by ana carrete). I guess i'm floating. Matt @ shadow of iris. Or wet or like a stupid sun unaware of sweaty reactions. RAP GAME ETERNAL FREEDOM FROM SOCIAL AND NATURAL PROGRAMMING by Frank Hinton. La Mala Reputación: Colectivo Poético. THIS IS A BAD IDEA. Thieves P. Bergeron. I hope crispin best is still alive. You want me dead. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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clarified confusion: July 2014
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Wednesday, July 2, 2014. Through the dark woods. Sickly hot sticky sweat. Salty mouth, salty skin, burning eyes. You're covered in your own nauseating musk. And you love it. An owl's cry echoes off the forest floor and back into the sky. Stop, search, locate. Eyes narrowing to slits. The owl flies overhead, illuminated in dusk's grey haze. Continue on, into the night, deeper. The stone and dirt beckon you onward. The canopy a gate to be entered. The creek a playground for your wild spirit.
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clarified confusion: February 2012
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Saturday, February 25, 2012. Man's search for meaning. Just had lunch with a new friend and then had a random conversation with a stranger trying to recruit for children's international. i am now sponsoring a child, but that's not the point of this. Back to these thoughts: lately i'm bothered by my inadequacy to benefit humanity. by my selfishness. The past few years have been an awakening in every way possible, and i'm glad to be on this continuous journey, but goodness is it a long journey. Quickly, ru...
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clarified confusion: the stranger
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Wednesday, July 2, 2014. Through the dark woods. Sickly hot sticky sweat. Salty mouth, salty skin, burning eyes. You're covered in your own nauseating musk. And you love it. An owl's cry echoes off the forest floor and back into the sky. Stop, search, locate. Eyes narrowing to slits. The owl flies overhead, illuminated in dusk's grey haze. Continue on, into the night, deeper. The stone and dirt beckon you onward. The canopy a gate to be entered. The creek a playground for your wild spirit.
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clarified confusion: April 2012
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Monday, April 2, 2012. REPOST from Chrissy Stockton. The Pros and Cons of GChat II. Written by Chrissy Stockton, of the lovely philolzophers.originally seen here. But I feel like Atlas sometimes because I’m trying to hold my world up by myself and expose just the parts that I think people want to deal with and can relate to. It’s embarrassing to be human sometimes and be at the mercy of embodied cravings and emotions that can go wherever. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). New wave vomit (created by ana carrete).
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clarified confusion: the pool
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Sunday, July 21, 2013. He waddled up to the diving board, looked over his kingdom, looked meaningfully to the horizon, then laid out a ball buster dive into 11 feet of water. a swan into flight. his launch was an ascension into the motherly water of our birth. she waited there for him, arms open, moving to receive him, reshaping around his form. jello. The 2 rotation flip in the summer of our present. her gaze never felt so near. your ability to epitomize the cool. New wave vomit (created by ana carrete).
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clarified confusion: March 2012
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Sunday, March 25, 2012. Girls that say "ohh he was cute". After you walk by. Boys that say "i like your shirt". Saturday, March 10, 2012. Is this on sale? Oh gluten free, me too! Oh, uh, ya, i'm not really, but uh ya it's good." he said, as the blood rushed harder and faster into his cheeks. An awkward shuffle, a dance for two. Uhhh sooooooooooooo 10:30 at mark's kitchen you should come, bye". Tuesday, March 6, 2012. Double back, bend over. And foster your feeling. The pain shooting up your leg. I hope c...
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clarified confusion: January 2012
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Monday, January 30, 2012. So these feelings persisted, and last night [sunday] i went to cafe saint ex because i was lonely. i went to have a beer and to just sit and think and open myself up to the possibility of having a conversation with a stranger though i am paralyzed at the thought of starting that conversation. Monday, January 16, 2012. There is no where i feel more fulfilled than when i am out surfing or on a trail snaking up a ridge, miles from humanity. Friday, January 13, 2012. La Mala Reputac...
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clarified confusion: March 2013
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Monday, March 11, 2013. A long road seems to be related to pensive passes of the pen. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). New wave vomit (created by ana carrete). I guess i'm floating. Matt @ shadow of iris. Or wet or like a stupid sun unaware of sweaty reactions. RAP GAME ETERNAL FREEDOM FROM SOCIAL AND NATURAL PROGRAMMING by Frank Hinton. La Mala Reputación: Colectivo Poético. THIS IS A BAD IDEA. Thieves P. Bergeron. I hope crispin best is still alive. You want me dead. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
