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simply resting...: The Gnome Meets the Fae
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Tuesday, December 30, 2008. The Gnome Meets the Fae. Words are just little shining wisps that flow like maidens through the air, son, and like maidens they may destroy you or put you back on your path or simply vanish, never to be seen again. You may choose to welcome the maidens, or you may shun them: but choose quickly, for she is leaving," said the old gnome. The gnome in question was clearly getting impatient. Placed here by sam. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. 169; 2006...
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simply resting...: image of a thing in a cage
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Saturday, August 04, 2007. Image of a thing in a cage. Placed here by sam. Hmm you should read jose donoso's 'the obscene bird of night'. It's about the imbunche myth. I will leave you to research that yourself. And 'tis sad that such an image is still very alive and kicking now. The slave trade is still so very much in existence, and beneath our noses sometimes we're even supporting it with our purchases and consumption. See www.stopthetraffik.org :(. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Pic of the moment.
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simply resting...: big nosed
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Thursday, December 18, 2008. Hmmm," said Fizzlespizzle the Gnome. Placed here by sam. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Pic of the moment. A Song on the Plain. Fly High Wind of Change. Image of a thing in a cage. The Memory of Things Past. Waiting On This Dream. Help Me Let Go. Some Things are Hard to Forget. Picture Story 1: The Hunt for Yam Pau! Chapter 10: The End of the Journey of the Jewel. To Know Who's Real. To Soar The Darkest Skies And Fly. Something About Her Eyes.
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simply resting...: The Heart of the Forest
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Thursday, January 01, 2009. The Heart of the Forest. The old fae looked up darkly and carried on. Somewhere in the forest is a pale, tall man. He weaves through the fields of trees like a spirit picking his way through a crowd of silent watchers, like a seamstress' silent needle feeling the path through the fabric, searching. Why do you seek him, princess; why do you seek him, daughter? Now leave. We have spoken enough.". Placed here by sam. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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simply resting...: I've Moved!
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Wednesday, March 04, 2009. Hey everyone, I've shifted to http:/ thinkingcities.blogspot.com/. My new blog is completely public, so feel free to link it and stuff. Placed here by sam. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Pic of the moment. A Song on the Plain. Fly High Wind of Change. Image of a thing in a cage. The Memory of Things Past. Waiting On This Dream. Help Me Let Go. Some Things are Hard to Forget. Picture Story 1: The Hunt for Yam Pau! To Know Who's Real.
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simply resting...: The Memory of Things Past
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007. The Memory of Things Past. There is a man on the hill in the light of the moon. His name is The Memory of Things Past. His eyes shine like dancing lights on the surface of the deepest pool. You know him, friend. See his silhouette form. Love him, dearest. Now the billowing shadow of his pathwork cloak snuffs out the moonlight glow. For a moment all you know is the dark. Memory's is a silent knowing, an inward sigh. Silently, persistently, gently. It guides me but I am not free.
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illusions
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Needless to say, today is monday and as of last week, the lesson has not been learnt yet. bleep. But exams are too uncomfortable close for me to start worrying about philosophical atuff like tt. right? Poison in my veins. Honestly. my moods scare me. Why are there so many songs about rainbows and what's on the other side rainbows are visions, only illusions and rainbows have nothing to hide. Adelina young, 20, studying. that's all yu need to know.
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illusions
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Back from a super-duper fun trip in china! Visited so many interesting places, like on every trip, but somehow describing them seems like an incredibly boring blog. in fact, i don't think i remember all the places. most are a blur of sightseeing and photo-taking, and many have been upped by shopping in shanghai (not cos the shopping's good, but cos shopping's good! What i really enjoyed (what always makes or breaks trips for me) were the pple! Talk about being spoiled. That aside, GP has taught me to pre...
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illusions
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I live for holidays! Daddy's left. poof. I realise my days are divided into pockets of time nowadays. when mummy's here. when daddy's here. when i'll be alone. when i go back to s'pore. when i have HOLS! Pray for me something exciting comes up for my summer hols this year! Http:/ www.popcap.com/gamepopup.php? It's super addictive. i played it until my eyes teared cos i didn't want to blink them. hehe. :). What did i do these few days? I thought it'd just be a bunch of papers to critique, but we have to m...