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oh life.: September 2012
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Wednesday, September 5, 2012. Back to school = back to reading. I do not believe that the gospel. J Philip Newell, an excerpt from Christ of the Celts. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). I'm a big fan of the following things: chipotle, road trips, arizona sunsets, colorado mountains, the seattle green and blue, taking baths, college basketball, laughter, and the art of being grounded to name a few. View my complete profile. Back to school = back to reading. Confession: I'm scared to love you. A Day in Bullets.
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oh life.: this song gives me goosebumps.
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Sunday, August 26, 2012. This song gives me goosebumps. I don't love you. But i always will. September 3, 2012 at 10:29 AM. Hey sweet friend. This is my favorite Civil Wars song, I was listening to their CD yesterday when I went on a walk. Our hearts are together though we have not seen each other in a while. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. This song gives me goosebumps. By the river piedra i sat down and wept. Confession: I'm scared to love you. PEACE BENEATH THE CITY.
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oh life.: June 2011
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Thursday, June 30, 2011. My two favorite things about my new place:. Monday, June 27, 2011. Another thing I hope to do a lot of this summer is laugh, and this may be the funniest thing i've seen in awhile. omg. Saturday, June 25, 2011. But now it is summerrrrrr. what an odd, odd feeling. I'm hoping my summer will be full of rest, recuperating, adventure, growth, and unexpected goodness. mmm, it feels good to have space in my life. Wednesday, June 22, 2011. Yesterday I followed Riley's. But today is diffe...
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Subbing for Eden | Before God and with God we live without God | Page 2
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Before God and with God we live without God. Never have I had such an intimate knowledge of how cheap words can be. Thus, a pact: my words will be significant, if for no other reason than their rarity. I will count the cost of every syllable uttered. I am intimate with the words of others. I am consumed by them, making love to their uses and missuses. I am tickled by a turn of phrase. I laugh and weep and cry and hate the countless thousands I turn passed and into. Comments : Leave a Comment. 8221; Amand...
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Before God and with God we live without God. Tonight the wind bears upon its back the memories of this moment. And though my feet have touched more foreign shores than thousands of my ancestors and my heart opened to more pain and love than I ever foresaw, the ken is the same. Everything could change in an instant—mundane or magic—meek or malevolent—meager or momentous. Still, the windchimes breathe for me. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). From death to life.
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Night Walk | Subbing for Eden
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Before God and with God we live without God. It is the witching hour. When wild magick fills the air and. Night presses cloyingly close and. Death feeds greedily on. The pregnant promise of life-to-be. Abruptly the earth stopped. Spinning, clouds pressed flat. And I was Truman. Into the wall of my. Where everyone knows my (. The heavenly sphere spins. Stars of the drinking gourd racing. In formation like blue angels. As God reaches down from the throne. To rewind this cuckoo-clock creation.
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A Day in Bullets | Subbing for Eden
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Before God and with God we live without God. A Day in Bullets. In Colorado knocked me off my rocker, and shaped the rest of the day. I read. I would not otherwise have read. Built a shrine in my room. Cried in the shower. Schooled myself in a game of soccer. One of my favorite soccer goal-scoring memories lives just up the road from the theater. The Sound of Cry. Laquo; Impending Doom. Categories : From death to life. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Blog a...
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three or one | Subbing for Eden
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Before God and with God we live without God. This is the worst time of night. Papers are due. When I try to write them, all I think is. I had a dream. Mother: We’re so glad you’re here, Tom. Now that the three of us are all together, there are Things we must discuss. There’s no three here. There’s One, and one, and a therapist – and now he’s going to fix you. Awake, I don’t even have that much. Laquo; stand out. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
