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Indulgence: July 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Friday, July 29, 2005. Illusion is the first of all pleasures. So, right now, I'll just get a little shut eye to put my body to rest and I'll get back to living again over the weekend. I hope you guys had a very productive week. Posted by wanggo @ 4:30 PM. Monday, July 25, 2005. Excerpt from Journal Oct 2, 2000 - Mar 13, 2001. Today, I was totally oblivious to what was going on with Gloria Macapagal Arroyo's State of the Nation Address. We don'...

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Indulgence: March 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Thursday, March 31, 2005. Dignity was the first quality to be abandoned when the heart took over the running of human affairs. Strangely enough, my wrist feels broken, everytime you just touch it, even just brush it, I howl in pain, but I've got a huge smile on my face. Must have been from the volleyball practice. The endorphin rush is so wonderful; a natural high and now I've got this big smile on my face. Maybe I'm showing you a winning hand.

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Indulgence: December 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Thursday, December 29, 2005. Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will come up where you are. You've been stony for too many years. Try something different. Surrender. I'm in Boracay. Had a wonderful Christmas with my family in Bacolod and, yesterday, took the land trip to the beach and am now enjoying the beautiful sunsets of this legendary beach. We are all very capable. I think we have all been put in this...

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Indulgence: September 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Thursday, September 29, 2005. The heart has its reasons that the reason does not know. I have no memory of waking up on my back. I always wake up with my body facing one side, and either an arm or a leg had gone numb. And if that means I'm suffering from bouts of insecurity, maybe I should look into these things deeper. Or maybe, I should just leave it as it is. It won't kill me anyway. And I'm asleep; what does it really matter? C'mon and save me.

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Indulgence: November 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Wednesday, November 30, 2005. Flotsam on the Lethe (a borrowed title). Of the past is description without place, a cast. Of the imagination, made in sound;. What we say of the future must portend,. Be alive with its own seemings, seeming to be. Like rubies reddened by rubies reddening. Why does it seem like we have no control over what happens to us? Flotsam on the Lethe. Isn't that romantic, in some ways? Let's use `em and fly. If the only prayer ...

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Indulgence: June 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Thursday, June 30, 2005. The Same Old Song. Written by Nina Persson and Niclas Frisk). Don't be a stepping stone. Get it all out, deliver it. I will work hard now to deliver myself from a life of desperation in the future. This is not the time to play, I must remember that. Deliverance will come in the form of the recognition of all my hard work and when that happens, I'll be free. I will be able to do what I want. And I'll find myself. It's going ...

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Indulgence: October 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Monday, October 31, 2005. Thoughts that are running at 150 kilometers per hour. Always on Your Side. Well they say that love is in the air. Never is it clear. How to pull it close and make it stay. Butterflies are free to fly and so they fly away. And I'm left to carry on and wonder why. Pictures from Balai in Laiya, Batangas; me, Yciar, Karla and Inigo). I was trying to read Iris Chang's. The Rape of Nanjing. Hoping to start reading. Yeah, it's ju...

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Indulgence: May 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Tuesday, May 31, 2005. Written by Andreone, Andreone and Neigher). If there was no hell to pay, would you still believe in God? To make matters worse, she's also taken from the blogs of 2 of my friends, 2 entries from my friend Jayce who publishes. And 3 entries from. In my blog, the entry. First Rain of May. And so I will, Mom. I will. And so I will, grandma. I will. Slipping into new skin. She even took my phrase. I clamour over the heart break t...

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Indulgence: August 2005

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Ondragstart="return false" onselectstart="return false". Wednesday, August 31, 2005. It is hard not to think of Marie Antoinette. And how her head must miss her body so. The image of her beautiful face forever trapped. In an exhalation, blood in the stump of her neck,. Some might’ve gotten to her hair. And everyone screaming and shouting. At the death of one so vain and so careless. I’ll think of November 13, 2000 where you’ve. Inscribed on a photocopied book of Lucie. Trance music. It only took me o...