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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: February 2011
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Saturday, February 12, 2011. Up from broken stairwells. Spitting bone and chalk,. Spitting fire and half-truth. Up through what waits with drums;. Up through the perforated night as violent clouds. Pretending we died a long time ago,. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 f.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: March 2011
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Friday, March 25, 2011. It's exceedingly difficult these days to correctly express what's manifest. I believe moreover, it's tantamount to be breathing. Tantamount to what I imagine is sunlight. Somewhere else watches eager. Friday, March 4, 2011. So it's time at last. We are gone, or, to be gone. It's been too long since mountains. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. So its time at last. We are gone, or, to be gone.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: Packing once again...
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Monday, January 10, 2011. January 11, 2011 at 8:55 AM. Im glad you guys found a place! I wish I was up there so I could help out with the move. Good luck and hope all goes well. Miss you my friend. January 19, 2011 at 5:30 PM. January 20, 2011 at 12:01 PM. Love you guys too! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Holidays and their aftermaths.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit
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Saturday, February 12, 2011. Up from broken stairwells. Spitting bone and chalk,. Spitting fire and half-truth. Up through what waits with drums;. Up through the perforated night as violent clouds. Pretending we died a long time ago,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. If gte mso 9] Normal 0 f.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: Holidays and their aftermaths.
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Friday, January 7, 2011. Holidays and their aftermaths. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Holidays and their aftermaths.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: April 2010
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Thursday, April 29, 2010. Kerouac with fresh catnip. Tuesday, April 20, 2010. At least there's today. Saturday, April 17, 2010. Monday, April 12, 2010. Thursday, April 1, 2010. I found quite a lovely grooveshark station via reddit the other day. Have a listen to it here. It's composed of the most beautiful songs as suggested by reddit users. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Kerouac with fresh catnip. At least theres today.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: When we weren't
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Friday, March 25, 2011. It's exceedingly difficult these days to correctly express what's manifest. I believe moreover, it's tantamount to be breathing. Tantamount to what I imagine is sunlight. Somewhere else watches eager. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. So its time at last. We are gone, or, to be gone.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: May 2010
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010. On the wisp of bee wings. This week is going to be very hectic, Thursday is Beatriz' graduation and Friday we'll be moving her back up to Prescott. Her mom is going to be staying with us for a little bit which means I need to stop procrastinating on getting everything more organized. I need to clean up the yard and the greenhouse before Saturday, as we're planning on having a rather large family BBQ to celebrate Beatriz' achievements. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: October 2009
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Monday, October 26, 2009. Saturday, October 24, 2009. Like a rotten peach;. All sugar cities and perfect hearing gone awry. Friday, October 23, 2009. Where does the junkie go when his fix is holy? What do priests pray for in the dead of loneliness? When God has abandoned all hope and there is only an echo in nothing amongst stars,. Or the lack thereof. We are a weak and death prone race of liars and visionaries. All to our own poisoning flock in cascading regularity. I pray for fire;.
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Ille qui nos omnes servabit: December 2009
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Tuesday, December 29, 2009. In ghettos of our memories we rely too heavily on what wasn't when it was, and what isn't in what is now. We form great cathedrals of miniature statues; giants of men and hurricanes of women. It's never enough to not be then. And then never could hide well beneath old shadows. The feeling at first is not unlike bending bone. The elm knows in violent spiraling, knuckles give and faith burns wildly in the corner. I take a drink, and another. Monday, December 28, 2009. We had a l...
