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the bloog: April 2005
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Cursory cuneiform cruising the edge of the abyss. April 29, 2005. And so begins the negligence of the blog. I should make this a hobby. I would be successful. I would be great. Until the success and greatness comes my way, I'll be confined to my shell of maddening nonessentials. The weather, for one, but work does well too. What am I saying? IT'S only JESUS and he knows it too- hell, everyone does. Posted by mareeyan @ 3:07 PM. April 19, 2005. LAUGH durnnit." we muttered continuously, "YELL. do S...But s...
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the bloog: May 2005
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Cursory cuneiform cruising the edge of the abyss. May 25, 2005. It is not midnight, nor am I posting. Aha ahem. ahum. Alright, so I am posting. Well tomorrow more than half of the home will be gone for the Rio/North retreat and I will be here. D) being driven insane. Nope, no 'blogging' option there. But perhaps, should the Lord will it, I'll consider blogging. And faith made us float on a land of sinking sand [.]. At the risk of ruining this spectacular speck of brilliance, all I will add is AMEN. Now I...
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Pantie Free Poets INC: December 2005
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Sunday, December 18, 2005. An annex of nothing. Don’t make me see. You reach for something. And it’s not there. Someone you depend on. My balm has dissolved. And the pain returned. It was only retained. You should have told me. Posted by El Cec at 4:41 PM. Saturday, December 10, 2005. Round a maze of mind. The trap never seemed,. Till I tried it my self. And now I've been. 2 days 3 nights. Thursd...
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Pantie Free Poets INC: February 2006
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Sunday, February 12, 2006. 2:01 with the perathasized "AM". So oddly put on the end. And the boy with the cut hair. The beerless wonder wounded. Here we find the parrelel. Betwix boy and man. Both wishing to be each other. Which left me dumbfoundedly lounging. Is there some one out there,. Some poor shmuck, Wishing to me? It is now 2:11 a snap Crunch. Shattered clock, no bellman. Your still life I.
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Pantie Free Poets INC: January 2006
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Tuesday, January 10, 2006. You know I can do this. You, bird, can fly. I have feathers too. You fly bird, and so can I. You soar the gray clouds. I compose my eulogy. And the raindrop is a verb. I drop my pen. You peck the curb. Posted by El Cec at 5:57 PM. Monday, January 02, 2006. Starting, when did it begin without me? And the last thing I remembered? Laying on the couch, my confession stand.
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Pantie Free Poets INC: September 2005
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Thursday, September 29, 2005. Peep timid through the sunlight,. Are bolded by candlelight. Felt, not seen by dark. To silken embrace of passion. When kno’n in such fashion. Born plural for incentive. And breakfast in a bowl is. The second course in whole. Or a satisfying snack. Will own and wear its own scents. Then wear and bear your redolence. Are denied their due for want. Can you let go?
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Pantie Free Poets INC: October 2005
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Sunday, October 30, 2005. Do this do that. Go read untill you snap. Go dream of unreal crap. Don't realize the Fucade. Live life like is a lie,. Don't worry you won't cry. When all this makes you sick. Don't worry you don't dream it. Sleep now my child, baby. Wake up and you'll forget me. Posted by Das None at 9:48 PM. Dude my freaken head. So many friends,. Alike we are,. We band of brothers.
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Pantie Free Poets INC: June 2006
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Wednesday, June 07, 2006. And the void searched for none. That it might be void no more. And the void found solitary. That it might learn to follow. And the void lost her home. That hope might be her light. And the void though to question. That blind she might see no light. That the sore of sight might lead. So none searched for questions. And the void searched for none. And the void lost her home.
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Pantie Free Poets INC: March 2006
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Pantie Free Poets INC. Two Souls lost in the uncontroversialness of the world writing about the trivialities. Monday, March 20, 2006. As I file each flattery. Of summing you up. Makes you so great.". I applaud and admire. And don't you love. The way we all do that. We love the way you make us. Feel we're the only one. And we wrap this nice dark cloth. Around and around our head. Covering our eyes, ears. Softening our words for you. And you bow, and smile. We all smile back. Hearts fluttering, guttering.
