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Just a Man caught between..Ignorance & Bliss: Life's true Meaning
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Just a Man caught between.Ignorance and Bliss. Saturday, August 9, 2014. It was a bright sunny spring day and he had managed to snag a table by. The window overlooking the pier. Hannah was meeting him for lunch. He. Had ordered the cheese and fruit platter and a bottle of Owen Roe. Walla Walla Cab-sauv. She was running late and he was already on his. Third glass when he spotted her entering the restaurant. There is. Nothing more sexy then a women in a summer dress. Hannah was wearing an. Lately. I mu...
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Just a Man caught between..Ignorance & Bliss: Wake Up!
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Just a Man caught between.Ignorance and Bliss. Saturday, August 9, 2014. Jake felt a gentle touch on his shoulder. “Mister. Are you OK? 8221; A vivid world of color, warmth and beauty, evaporated like fog to a sunlit morning. Jake looked down at the small,blue-eyed boy starring up at him sitting on the park bench. “Are you awake, now? 8221; “No. I think I’m back in the nightmare? Posted by Jack Greening. At Saturday, August 09, 2014. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Dreamworld: Crimsom Rivers
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013. Crimson rivers flow from. Young black bodies down,. Crimson poppies growing in. Foreign fields. betoken. Represent discarded youths;. Who fight and die for. Posted by Jack Greening. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am the Author of my life and it is about as real as the Fiction I create within it. Chances are good that if I know you, I made you up. View my complete profile. Header; Dual Monitor Body. Designer; Iman Anwar.
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Dreamworld: Padraig's Wake
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013. Put down the urn and open the bar,. All that are here should raise up a jar,. Cry Faugh A Ballagh, cry clear the way. And toast sweet piper, Padraig Macgill,. With the frothy black magic that Guiness distills. Drink to sweet Padraig and pause between sips. Tell the tales of his daring, bring praise to our lips. The dangers he faced consumed his whole life. This friend and this neighbour told his stories in turn. While he sat on this stool at the bar, in front of this urn.
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Dreamworld
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Tuesday, August 12, 2014. An oppressive sun beats. Down on panting dogs,. Sprinklers hiss at dragon flies. Sprawl on large towels,. Posted by Jack Greening. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am the Author of my life and it is about as real as the Fiction I create within it. Chances are good that if I know you, I made you up. View my complete profile. Header; Dual Monitor Body. Designer; Iman Anwar.
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Dreamworld: Finding the Right Words
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Saturday, August 9, 2014. Finding the Right Words. Words fail me when I try Finding the right ones to Describe how I feel about You now that you are leaving. Emotions strip way my resolve To hide my true feelings from you. Chocking back the tears mutes The quisling voice from finding The right words to describe The sorrow that I know will Engulf me for years to come. I fear that I will never find Right words to sustain true love. Posted by Jack Greening. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Dreamworld: The Black Dog
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013. The black dog is waiting,. Waiting outside my door. To lead me down dark. Corridors of my mind. Past stations in the wall;. Rope, razor, pill and gun. Black velvet shrouds drape. Pressing walls, enclosing; lulling. Me like a Nick Drake song. Glass obsidian floors cover. Unfathomable twisting rivers of. Dark thoughts, glimmering through. The faint defenses I have cobbled. He takes me down un-cheerful. Leaden purpose darks out the. Light Pulls the covers over,. I am the Author ...
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Dreamworld: Everybody's perfect
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Saturday, June 26, 2010. Well, nobody's perfect. Sighed in resignation,. Spoken in rationalization,. Shouted in indignation,. Epitah to a fucked up nation. Truth be told, who said we were? Look in the mirror, what's there. A perfect image of imperfect me,. A flawed reflection of perfect experience,. Predjudiced by choices, culture and family. How can there be perfection in a Universe that. Changes with the beat of a Humming birds wing. I created myself and I am what I am. That's as perfect,.
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Dreamworld
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Wednesday, June 30, 2010. If you really want to hear about it. I'll tell you, but then again. You wouldn't listen, no one ever does. Even you already have an answer. Before I finish, but then again, who cares. I'm done listening to you. If you really want to know about it. I'm done talking, there's no more to say. On the matter, any matter for that matter. It no longer matters but if you really want. To hear about it, I'll tell you. Then again. Maybe not, if you really want to know. Designer; Iman Anwar.
