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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Saturday, May 02, 2009. The stories of yesteryear. Someone once told me to aim for the moon, because if i miss, i might still land among the stars. It never occurred to me that what i would really become is a piece of troublesome space junk. Someone said that one should be the change that one wishes to see in the world. More often than not, this change comes at a heavy price. Someone once screamed in my ear that pain is weakness leaving the body. Weakness never truly leaves. Keeping my secrets ; for her.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Friday, April 24, 2009. The cover of a book is actually very telling. However much people say you shouldn't use it to judge the book. Emotions, values, attitudes can be gleaned from it. Reading the cover can at times be more thought-provoking than the book itself. Everything that can be packaged has to be interesting. In words truth can be found but it is in the unspoken that beauty can be found. Search for the soul in the eyes and the heart. No amount of love or concern can be expressed in language.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Sunday, May 24, 2009. Is this a turning point? Is this where things will go further downhill? Or will they start to look up? Something's different about this. The weather is getting. Keeping my secrets ; for her. Thursday, May 21, 2009. A clash of wishes. There's something about this. That tears your heart. Rips your mind apart. That you are a slave to circumstances. Shackled by your own prejudices. One moment you are ready to take the plunge. And the next moment this overwhelming sense of fear grips you.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Sunday, November 30, 2008. September 1, 1939. I and the public know. What all schoolchildren learn,. Those to whom evil is done. Do evil in return. Keeping my secrets ; for her. Saturday, November 29, 2008. This means nothing to me. Coz you are nothing to me. And it means nothing to me. That you blew it away. Coz you could have been number one. If you only found the time. And you could have ruled the whole world. If you had the chance. Keeping my secrets ; for her. Msg if u wanna link!
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friend-locked - the always puzzle of living and doing
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Friend-locked - the always puzzle of living and doing. 01 January 2015 @ 12:00 am. Touch the wooden gate in the wall you never saw before. Say please before you open the latch,. Walk down the path. A red metal imp hangs from the green-painted front door,. As a knocker,. Do not touch it; it will bite your fingers. Walk through the house. Eat nothing. However, if any creature tells you that it hungers,. If it tells you that it is dirty,. If it cries to you that it hurts,. If you can,. Give it to her. Only ...
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Saturday, April 04, 2009. My life is being furiously torn apart by strong winds. But i will not be ripped to pieces. Because my backbone is strong. And my conscience is clear. But then again it is not up to me. Because who cares about such things these days? The earth spins all the time and we all need to eat and drink. Keeping my secrets ; for her. Msg if u wanna link!
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Thursday, May 21, 2009. A clash of wishes. There's something about this. That tears your heart. Rips your mind apart. That you are a slave to circumstances. Shackled by your own prejudices. One moment you are ready to take the plunge. And the next moment this overwhelming sense of fear grips you. Stuck in the middle of nowhere. Your body unable to cope with your flickering mind. As if you could put a stop to it all. And yet you can't. And nobody gives a damn. Whose outcome interests them.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Monday, January 26, 2009. As you gaze out of the window. At a field brimming with life. Your hands grasping cold hard bars of confinement. You begin to wonder. With the gift of choice. The chance to chart your own destiny. Why bind yourself down with archaic rules. With lifestyles that were never meant to be yours? For you fear of losing control. Of losing your moral high ground. That you desire perfection in action. You risk losing the beauty of choice. You never believed in change. A is for attend b.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Friday, August 14, 2009. How did things end up this way? It is amazing, is it not? That so many things can happen in 8 months. That one's soul and spirit can be broken and rebuilt, broken and rebuilt so quickly. Along with one's hopes and dreams. Along with one's stories and sorrows. Along with one's fibres and constitution. And so things change. Some more than others. Until it becomes surreal. When a story ceases to be a story. But merely a fleeting memory. When existence changes its state of presence.
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i wanna make you move because you're standing still
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Sunday, August 16, 2009. A penchant for darkness. As i gaze into you, softly,. I feel at ease with the surroundings. My secrets are safe with you. You are my angel. My gateway into the world. Only you, you alone can take this burden. The garden where i bloom. The wind in which i soar. You are the nemesis of the light. The calm and chaste. Let me embrace you with open arms. The long forgotten pal. Keeping my secrets ; for her. Msg if u wanna link!
