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Less and Life: Narrative
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Thursday, September 18, 2008. My whole narrative so far needs a lot of work. I need to figure out how to take all the thoughts on my paper and put them into the form of a narrative story, without being so direct. It has been the major setback of my life, but I am afraid of who I would be without it". I don't know how to imply that without saying it. Written and illustrated by: J. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). People I have linked to my page. Life is stupid but i love it anyways.
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The Sea: February 2009
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Sunday, February 1, 2009. An artist needs an Inspiration. Whether big or small. To create works of great sensation. For people short or tall. But when an artist does not have. What he needs to create. It may be problematic, 'cause. Art's not left to fate. But when you find yourself in need. Of this sort of muse. You can get up off your feet. And go out on a cruise. Out there you'll see, that the world. Is a much bigger place. With lots of things to create. In almost endless space. Is stronger than the sea.
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The Sea: November 2008
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Friday, November 14, 2008. Into the Wild reaction. I would like to begin by saying that I like this book so far. When I began reading it it seems that the people treat "Alex" as a sort of crazy person and that they don't know if he knows what he's doing and it seems that he recieves a lot of criticism from people. Meet the Spartans: A review. Meet the Spartans: A movie review by Rhomus. The theme of the movie is we follow the story of 300 (Which I haven’t seen, and maybe this movie would’ve b...The main ...
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The Sea: September 2008
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008. Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein. Courtesy of: www.famouspoetsandpoems.com. There is a place where the sidewalk ends. And before the street begins,. And there the grass grows soft and white,. And there the sun burns crimson bright,. And there the moon-bird rests from his flight. To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black. And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow. The Realm of Music.
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The Sea: The Light
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Monday, January 5, 2009. This is #2 of those poems. The light is something. All of us can see. I do not really. Feel it close to me. As if the light. It was afraid to be. The sense of good. The one I do not. Feel close to me. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). An endless pool of thoughts and ideas. View my complete profile.
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The Sea: Been awhile
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Monday, January 5, 2009. It's been awhile since my last post, and I want to share a couple of poems I had found in my desk drawer that are pretty old. I probably won't be posting weekly poems anymore, not enough time. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). An endless pool of thoughts and ideas. View my complete profile.
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The Sea: Friends
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Monday, January 5, 2009. This is poem #1 of the ones in my desk drawer. A friend is something. Most us take for granted. It can also be a person, place, or thing. But I have friends that. I don't take for granted. And most times they make me want to sing. These friends make you. Think of things you've chanted. And regret the things you've often said and done. So please, don't take. Your friends for granted. Unless you do not plan on having fun. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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The Sea: An Arist's Inspiration
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Sunday, February 1, 2009. An artist needs an Inspiration. Whether big or small. To create works of great sensation. For people short or tall. But when an artist does not have. What he needs to create. It may be problematic, 'cause. Art's not left to fate. But when you find yourself in need. Of this sort of muse. You can get up off your feet. And go out on a cruise. Out there you'll see, that the world. Is a much bigger place. With lots of things to create. In almost endless space. Is stronger than the sea.
