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Trouble.Thinks: Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end.
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Thursday, October 25, 2012. Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end. There came a time when the name no longer fit. The person who once was, is no more. Like a well-worn, faded pair of favourite jeans. Finally tossed in the trash,. Kicked to the curb. I believe that is what happened here. To new beginnings. and old jeans. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. A Thing of Beauty is Joy Forever. Celebrate Good Times YAll. Creepy. Just the way I like it. Find homes fo...
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Moments in Time: September 2009
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Guest Post: Flying through Door #4. It's been awhile since I've sat down and watched TV. Maybe a year or so. But, from when I did, I remember a commercial for Audi. Clearly, this commercial was posed for the young, up-and-coming gen-y. If you don't remember the one, let me give you the run-down:. Behind a stark, stoic desk sat a stark, stoic man. In front of him: a younger man, much less comfortable in the office filled with deep mahogany furniture. You will attend one of these three [Ivy-league] Schools.
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Trouble.Thinks: May 2012
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Friday, May 4, 2012. Just Enough Dark To See. Tuesday, May 1, 2012. Just So. Wow. Drink a toast to the sun. To the things that never go. To the break of the day. That is all that I say. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. A Thing of Beauty is Joy Forever. Celebrate Good Times YAll. Creepy. Just the way I like it. Global Sunday Culinary Experiment. I am not a Vegan. One Bad Apple Spoils the Bunch. The Strange World We Live In. The Unconscious Mind Is The Deepest Part Of The Self. Buy a r...
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Trouble.Thinks: August 2012
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Friday, August 10, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Artist, musician, photographer, poet, saint at heart, sinner in practice, animal-lovin, truth-seekin, hopeless romantic trying to carve out a meaningful existence who would rather be floating in the middle of the ocean listening to her lungs fill and deflate, but will settle for a beautiful life on the island of Vancouver. View my complete profile. A Thing of Beauty is Joy Forever. Celebrate Good Times YAll. Creepy. Just the way I like it. Live like a ...
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Trouble.Thinks: April 2012
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Sunday, April 29, 2012. It doesn’t interest me. What you do for a living. I want to know. What you ache for. And if you dare to dream. Of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me. How old you are. I want to know. If you will risk. Looking like a fool. For the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me. I want to know. If you have touched. The centre of your own sorrow. If you have been opened. By life’s betrayals. Or have become shrivelled and closed. From fear of further pain. I want t...
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Trouble.Thinks
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Sunday, April 29, 2012. It doesn’t interest me. What you do for a living. I want to know. What you ache for. And if you dare to dream. Of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me. How old you are. I want to know. If you will risk. Looking like a fool. For the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me. I want to know. If you have touched. The centre of your own sorrow. If you have been opened. By life’s betrayals. Or have become shrivelled and closed. From fear of further pain. I want t...
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Don’t be too hard on yourself | life inc.
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All about unusual john. Don’t be too hard on yourself. March 31, 2011. One day, a very discouraged man visited Norman Vincent Peale. He told the good Reverend he had nothing to live for. Everything is gone, everything is hopeless. I’ve lost the heart for living. Norman Vincent Peale got a piece of paper, drew a vertical line in the middle, and said, This is your life. Let’s write down a list of the things you’ve lost on the left side, and the things that you still have on the right side. A lot of people ...
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Neon Candles: The Most Important Part Of The Body
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The Most Important Part Of The Body. Sharing something I read today . My mother used to ask me what is the most important part of the body. Through the years I would take a guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When I was younger, I thought sound was very important to us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy." She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep thinking about it and I will ask you again soon.". She asked me, "Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear? 5 comments to "T...
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Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines) | life inc.
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All about unusual john. Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines). March 31, 2011. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,’The night is shattered. And the blue stars shiver in the distance.’. The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. Because through night...
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Almost back | life inc.
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All about unusual john. March 12, 2012. It’s one of those times when something noteworthy is happening in your life and yet you have no one to talk to that you decide to revive an old blog just to have a release. I’m so excited to write this one down and share my overflowing emotions in a best way I knew how. But then I realize, it’s too early and so premature to even consider it as something. Well, I guess, this isn’t the right time for me to blurt it out. Thanks reality for the needed pinch! MORE THAN ...
