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possibili.tea: November 2009
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Monday, November 23, 2009. I don't have any reason. I don't want you. I don't think you know. You know it's not today. I don't want you. You and your back problems. I don't need to smell you -. You're not enough anymore. Enough to be yours. To break into pieces. Pieces scattered years ago into your fancy coffee drinking habit. Say goodbye my baby. I am currently driving past a cemetery. it is overwhelming. could you wake up to that every morning? I know the game. We just keep going. Or we rise above.
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possibili.tea: April 2009
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009. Take it from the west side. 8220;As concisely as possible, this is it: [M]usic has intrinsic. Meanings of its own, which are not to be confused with. Specific feelings or moods, and certainly not with pictorial. Impressions or stories. These intrinsic musical meanings. Are generated by a constant stream of metaphors, all of. Which are forms of poetic transformations. This is our. 8211; Leonard Bernstein. Wednesday, April 15, 2009. A Why don't we just wait awhile? A It's a sign.
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possibili.tea: I don't have any reason.
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Monday, November 23, 2009. I don't have any reason. I don't want you. I don't think you know. You know it's not today. I don't want you. You and your back problems. I don't need to smell you -. You're not enough anymore. Enough to be yours. To break into pieces. Pieces scattered years ago into your fancy coffee drinking habit. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I dont have any reason. Say goodbye my baby. I know the game. View my complete profile. And no one can stop me. Beethoven and The Beatles.
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possibili.tea: December 2009
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Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. And no one can stop me. Beethoven and The Beatles. I Could Really Use This For Something. Phenomenology As a Tool for Musical Analysis/Edgard Varese.
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Monday, November 23, 2009. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I dont have any reason. Say goodbye my baby. I know the game. View my complete profile. And no one can stop me. Beethoven and The Beatles. I Could Really Use This For Something. Phenomenology As a Tool for Musical Analysis/Edgard Varese.
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Friday, May 14, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. And no one can stop me. Beethoven and The Beatles. I Could Really Use This For Something. Phenomenology As a Tool for Musical Analysis/Edgard Varese.
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Sunday, May 30, 2010. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. And no one can stop me. Beethoven and The Beatles. I Could Really Use This For Something. Phenomenology As a Tool for Musical Analysis/Edgard Varese.
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possibili.tea: August 2008
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Monday, August 18, 2008. I'M IN OREGON I'M IN OREGON I'M IN OREGON! I want to go outside and play in the rain. I feel a little bit giddy. . Sunday, August 17, 2008. The mass of men live lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.". Well now that's a bit strange, don't you think? With all due respect to Mr. Thoreau, I have trouble understanding why he felt this way. I see what he is describing and view it as more of a beautiful let-down rather than a desperate man.
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possibili.tea: December 2008
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008. You spoke to me in siren song, anyone would drown. I never want to see you unhappy. Is there always something greater? Or is this the greatest. Fishnets and fighting clothes. You don't know what to do with those. A foreign language is. Of this trip we're taking. In the middle of. I thought it should be known that I play this song every day. I also found another arrangement of it and discovered a missing, rather upsetting verse. The water is wide, I cannot get o'er,. And cut do...
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possibili.tea: January 2009
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Saturday, January 31, 2009. It's the only life, after all. The water is wide. Monday, January 26, 2009. Love cannot be wrong. Friday, January 23, 2009. You, the coward. You, the one who promises the world and then hides in his cave. You, the one who could change my life, and has - over and over again, yet chooses to pretend that I don't exist. You, the one who told me it was OK! And then went and decided that it's not true, that it couldn't have been true, and for all I know, the sky is green! Art object...