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DAY BY DAY | a big end starts with a bang
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A big end starts with a bang. Dunno what you’ll find…. If more of us valued food and cheer and song above hoarded gold, it would be a merrier world.". Not all those who wander are lost.". A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities. Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone. Life is a play that does not allow testing. So, sing, cry, dance, laugh and live intensely, before the curtain closes and the piece ends with no applause. See the path ahead. Come on follow me.
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HENRY DARGER | a big end starts with a bang
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A big end starts with a bang. The Story of the Vivian Girls, In What Is Known As the Realms Of The Unreal, Of the Glandeco-Angelinian War Storm, Caused by The Child Slave Rebellion. In The Realms of the Unreal. For short. And it was in these realms that Henry Darger lived the majority of his life, a brilliant artist hidden from the world in the guise of a simple, lonely janitor. This slideshow requires JavaScript. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Let us cha...
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jhagsjhgdjahsgdja | a big end starts with a bang
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A big end starts with a bang. June 11, 2015. Exercise makes us thin. Opinions makes us think. Need to throw up? Words are not the best thing…. Still… I need them. Let us change your first impression – thanks Mr. Lovecraft. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Join 267 other followers.
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27 | August | 2013 | it doesn't have to rhyme
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It doesn't have to rhyme. Haiku Society of America. A Selection of Matsuo Basho’s Haiku. POETRY FORMS AND TERMINOLOGY. Daily Archives: August 27, 2013. August 27, 2013. I know, i know,. I changed it again! I am going out of my mind with boredom i am truly not trying to make you crazy! August 27, 2013. To be or not? I felt the need to do a limerick today, tried working on the serial killers but this came out instead? A path well traveled. In a good book. I know, i know,. To be or not? Down in the marsh.
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The ORB | Au delà de la Voda
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Au delà de la Voda. Aborder la vie glacée de la machine par la mécanique d’un miroir vivant. Accéder au contenu principal. The shadow in pain →. What were skies like when you were young? Sur le même thème. Flâneur, contemplatif, je m’égare Réjoui sur tous les chemins du hasard. Aventurier par tous les temps à perdre, Nous irons dormir à l’ombre d’un cèdre, Charmante vie que j’aimerais à mort, Karma, pensée, livrés à leurs sorts. Afficher tous les articles de Voda →. The shadow in pain →. L’Eloquenc...
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Au delà de la Voda | Aborder la vie glacée de la machine par la mécanique d’un miroir vivant. | Page 2
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Au delà de la Voda. Aborder la vie glacée de la machine par la mécanique d’un miroir vivant. Accéder au contenu principal. Articles plus récents →. Trois, quatre notes de musiques. Pour goûter à la saveur de la vie. Comme un voyage sans danger. Où les sentiments s’effleurent. Comme les caresses premières. Des amants à l’innocence fleurie. Et aussi trois quatre mésanges. Pour étreindre les étoiles bleues. Aux mensonges de ces pages. Pour quelques mots balancés. A la face de l’Eternel sans toi. Avant que l...
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a path well traveled | it doesn't have to rhyme
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It doesn't have to rhyme. Haiku Society of America. A Selection of Matsuo Basho’s Haiku. POETRY FORMS AND TERMINOLOGY. September 10, 2013. A path well traveled. 14 thoughts on “ a path well traveled. September 10, 2013 at 2:20 pm. September 10, 2013 at 2:42 pm. September 10, 2013 at 4:04 pm. You seem to be in an introspective mood. Is everything okay? It is a beautiful piece and very insightful. September 11, 2013 at 8:09 am. No or at all Susan everything is fine! September 11, 2013 at 10:56 am. Septembe...
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Poetry | it doesn't have to rhyme
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It doesn't have to rhyme. Haiku Society of America. A Selection of Matsuo Basho’s Haiku. POETRY FORMS AND TERMINOLOGY. September 16, 2013. This is the sweetest thing to have this made for my, I have made such a nice new friend. This chicken is for blogger typewriterpoet. Her poems are written in big bold print which gives her words weight. She is a wonderful poet and her large and impressive font catches your eye immediately, making her work attractive, easy to read and wonderful. A path well traveled.
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09 | September | 2013 | it doesn't have to rhyme
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It doesn't have to rhyme. Haiku Society of America. A Selection of Matsuo Basho’s Haiku. POETRY FORMS AND TERMINOLOGY. Daily Archives: September 9, 2013. September 9, 2013. I apologize for being gone i needed a bit of down time after this surgery but feeling much better now! I am looking forward to reading along with you once again. A path well traveled. In a good book. I know, i know,. To be or not? Down in the marsh. 6,919 guest count. A path well traveled. In a good book. Blog at WordPress.com.
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Look Well Little One | Fragments of Retrospect
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Expressions from a decaying society. The Old →. Raquo; Look Well Little One. Look Well Little One. October 10, 2016. Look well little one. On the plain overthere. At the height of the reeds. Between the sky and the mills. A man coming from the hills. Who I do not know. Look well little one. Is it a distant neighbor. Or a traveler lost. A specter of the war. A showcaser of lace. Is it a priest carrying. Of his spurious news. That help to grow old. Is it my brother who comes. To tell us it is time. Well, i...