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Letters to the Walls | Urban Farmer
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Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. Thomas Brown, he was born on a farm. Never had red eyes, he didn’t ever know. About the world beyond into which he would grow. Thomas Brown was a child, once-upon-a-time. With little to harvest, the city came a-calling. Forty miles away, may as well’ve been four thousand. Thomas Brown, in the city he wasn’t from:. Harvested like a crop, the ones he used to farm. Acquainted himself with a new kind of Pharm;. And no lover left to care.
Letters to the Walls | Roadside Chapel
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Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. Rooster crowing, horses cackling, trees exhaling; pure life in a vacuum of the organic. The ring approaches, revealing its mechanical intent. Rooster drowned, horses marginalized, trees inhaling. Bird wings now flying. The ring a roar, deafening, drowning, overwhelming, destroying, firing, it conquers the trees into a flash of scenery. The sputtering pistons vanish the horses, inaudible as the rooster. Blog comments powered by Disqus.
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Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. Letter to the Wall. Mr Wall, do not judge. As I crouch in quiet hush,. Awaiting a call that may never ring. Mr Wall, do not judge. My fickle voice and jumbled brain. You hear stories of hazed gray. Cities, plains, and other places. Housed in lands so far away. Mr Wall, laugh you may. At my humble bid to bring you in,. Decry my lack of shame. As a common evil sin. But I’ve grown tired of exisiting. Without a plug for your empty socket.
Letters to the Walls | Last Goodbye
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Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. She looked my way. At beginning’s end. Where my heart was left. Throat clogging chest,. From a land that I. Once could not dream. Terminal gate and missing her so deep;. Spread not torn as a ripple born,. For tomorrow is but a flight away. Blog comments powered by Disqus. Designed by The Minimalist.
Letters to the Walls | Christmas Eve in Buenos Aires
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Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. Christmas Eve in Buenos Aires. New country, Old World friends. Where on Earth is my body? Old thoughts, new times. Who will I become? Familiar faces, fresh new places. Already lived up to all the hype. Old Me I can tell. Already today has died. I sit here without expectation. Into what will we become? A strange, familiar land. With its “flipped” Dipper hand. From where will our next story come? Where can this story end? Here we go again.
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Letters to the Underground | Let's watch.
Letters to the Underground. Manderlay and the Other. On 8 September, 2011. Was released in 2005 by Danish auteur Lars Von Trier as the second part of his intended trilogy:. USA Land of Opportunity. Set in the 1930s, the film follows the story of Grace whom, as she flees the burning. That the white man had ‘woven [him] out of a thousand details, anecdotes and stories.’. The slaves in Manderlay were expected to act like the grid of seven told them to behave. The sex scene shared between Grace and Timothy in.
Letters to the Universe
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A Letter to Readers. A Letter to the Colorblind. All of our American jobs. 8212; the very same jobs that you would never even. Denied by both the master and the slave that supposedly had been set free way back before Lincoln earned his spot on the penny. Blindness. Or is it just willful ignorance? February 3, 2016. February 4, 2016. Submitted: A Letter to the Lost. Find my way home eventually. I wasn’t afraid of getting lost in Spain anymore. Continue reading →. April 28, 2015. April 28, 2015. It lasted ...
Letters to the void
Letters to the void. Scroll down to content. February 3, 2018. February 13, 2018. Subject body and object soul. It’s overwhelming tonight and I just need someone to talk to, someone to hold me for a little while and tell me it will be okay. Someone to tell me that the way I feel about myself right now is wrong. I’m starving, and I’m exhausted, and my heart is sore. I can’t b. So the purpose of this is to objectify myself through the creation of an expressive narrative, fixed in place by the imagined pres...
Letters to the Walls
Letters to the Walls. Warning: Brain puke everywhere. mind your step. Choir of the Deaf. Sulking on the riverbank, my eyes ease up: twenty oblivious, squashed on a three-man canoe. Frantic, they shriek, preaching my way of the current speed. “Thanks for the warning", as I laugh waving my drenched shirt. But their beating eyes glue forward in search of a willing addition to their incessant choir. Monster Food (Short Story). Lord of The Rings. Us vs Them, when will this story end? So can this story end?
Letters to the Wanted
Letters to the Wanted. This blog is dedicated to the lovely boys of the Wanted. It's a place to write our letters of love and appreciation for the boys. Submit your lettters through the ask or sumbission! Letters to One Direction. Anonymous said: How can I send the mail to the wanted and whats the adress. I have no idea. Submitted by http:/ feltonslytherinmybed.tumblr.com/. Follow LettersToTheWanted.tumblr.com for more letters! Send in your lettttttttttturs! Anon love for Jay!
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Over the counter drug interactions. Letters to the weather. This is a story about crumbling cliffs. December 2, 2014. December 4, 2014. The passage of time and tacos. November 25, 2014. November 25, 2014. Where the hell have I gone? September 26, 2014. September 26, 2014. William James says to relax. August 7, 2014. August 7, 2014. How to get inside? June 25, 2014. June 25, 2014. Open Drafts: Thanking a Writer Too Talented to Bear the Weight of Mortality’s Stink. June 8, 2014. June 8, 2014. May 23, 2014.
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Reflections: Carved Santas & Other Dreams by Teri Embrey
Reflections - Carved Santas and Dreams by Teri Embrey. This page last updated on: March 16, 2018. All work and photographs displayed on this site are. Teri Embreys award-winning woodcarvings are indeed. Reflections of the Soul. A self-taught artist with a passion for old world Santas and the magic within nature,. Using chisels and knives, her unique painting techniques and even fire as her tools, each piece takes on its own quiet personality as she works the wood, revealing gifts intended for the soul .
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Letters to the Wizard – it would be so nice if something made sense for a change
Letters to the Wizard. It would be so nice if something made sense for a change. December 9, 2016. It’s been a month since i said i was gonna move on from you. I couldn’t. I’m still in the process, i’m trying. But wizard, seriously i miss you. And it’s so depression that i don’t think you do. at least ask me how i’m doing? I don’t know. I miss talking to you. I… Continue reading 12/9. November 30, 2016. November 18, 2016. November 16, 2016. November 16, 2016. November 15, 2016. It has been 1 week since I...
