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The Daily Haiku: March 2006
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A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic. Kouji's Haiku Poem Blog. May 26, 2010. May 7, 2010. April 28, 2010. April 22, 2010. April 16, 2010. February 12, 2010. December 23, 2009. December 22, 2009. December 21, 2009. March 28, 2006. As our world whimpers with pain,. Hotter and hotter,. Ever slowly yet surely,. Posted by Ink and Stone 9:27 AM. March 27, 2006. I see the stars bleed. Smears of light across the sky. Posted by Ink and Stone 7:49 AM. March 24, 2006. Eyes turned ...
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 09.2006
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The fear in its eyes. That poor creature, you know it will be mercy-killed. My heart goes out to it. By Ink and Stone at 8:10 AM. 2 People Joined The Madness. The name is Bond. Ink Bond. *Doo do do Doo do do do Doo do Doo do Doo doo doo*. At this point I lost track / don't remember the dream]. Wrong At that point I got captured and unfortunately I woke up so I don't know how it played out. Obviously, though, I wouldn't make a good dauble-O agent. heh. By Ink and Stone at 7:40 AM. Over the weekend I signe...
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 01.2007
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The Dream Cycle, 2007.2. Close Encounters of the Space Egg Kind. Once again, I'm in Ocean City, Maryland. It's summer and there are people on the beach enjoying the sun, sand, and surf. I have some people with me, but I can't remember who they were. We start hearing people yelling things like "What is that? Up in the sky! And "They've got to be UFOs! I pick up the broken egg and the lizards and begin walking down the beach amongst the people yelling "Look! Look at the space egg! I have captured aliens!
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 10.2006
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The Dream Cycle, part 5. Another relatively short dream, mainly because I don't remember much of it. I'll call this one. And that's all the of the dream that I remember. Pretty uneventful, but I figure I'll document everything I dream. no matter how droll. By Ink and Stone at 12:21 PM. 2 People Joined The Madness. The Dream Cycle, part 4. This one's not very in-depth, since I don't remember much of it. The Fir and The Lost. The next thing I remember, I'm talking to Ben and Zeke from the TV show Lost.
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 02.2007
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The Dream Cycle, 2007.6. In this dream, I was in a gang and for some reason or another, I shot one of my own gang members. Some time later, I was walking with two other members (each carrying bats) and we stopped on some street. Multiple cars and trucks pulled up and a ton of other gang members got out, some with bats some not. And I woke up. By Ink and Stone at 3:33 PM. 1 People Joined The Madness. The Dream Cycle, 2007.5. This is another dream made of snippets. I only remember pieces. Ah, the weirdness.
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 03.2007
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The Dream Cycle, 2007.8. This is actually an old re-occuring dream I had when I was a kid. I would also have other flying / levitating dreams, too. I remember one where I would walk outside of my house. Lift my arms up from my sides, and while concentrating I would slowly levitate up and over my house. Eventually I would light down upon the roof and I'd stay up there for awhile watching the different happenings in my neighborhood. (This dream always felt so real). By Ink and Stone at 9:34 AM. The Dream C...
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 04.2007
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By Ink and Stone at 8:30 AM. 2 People Joined The Madness. The Dream Cycle, 2007.10. In this dream, I owned some sort of business. I was in the warehouse that contained all the merchandise for the business, though I don't remember what the merchandise was nor what the business sold. So anyway, I went deeper into the warehouse searching for these lost people. I remember the lighting getting darker and darker the the farther in I searched. And that's all I remember. By Ink and Stone at 12:38 PM. I'm a multi...
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Open Hand, Closed Fist: 05.2007
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The Dream Cycle, 2007.12. I was running through a forest of bamboo, followed by soldiers of some warlord. I was dressed in some sort of Chinese black and green outfit, the soldiers war blue and white. We eventually reached a small clearing in the forest and began to battle - it was just like a class kung fu flick - high acrobatics and over-the-top fighting styles! I vanquished my foes and continued running onward. That's all I remember. By Ink and Stone at 8:44 AM. 1 People Joined The Madness. The Dream ...
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The Daily Haiku: August 2005
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A world of five - seven - five. At one time daily, now kind of sporadic. Kouji's Haiku Poem Blog. May 26, 2010. May 7, 2010. April 28, 2010. April 22, 2010. April 16, 2010. February 12, 2010. December 23, 2009. December 22, 2009. December 21, 2009. August 31, 2005. Hot, humid, hazy. Falling rain brings no relief,. Wish for a cool breeze! Posted by Ink and Stone 7:03 AM. August 30, 2005. Splashing against the bulkhead,. Leaf falls in and sinks. Posted by Ink and Stone 7:20 AM.
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Schue91: Uh oh.. car died.
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Friday, February 27, 2009. Uh oh car died. We went to the cemetary, which I really hate the most, it's the saddest part, the final goodbye. My family and I went on our way back to the car, a brown chevy impala station wagon that we named the Family Truckster. like in Vacation. So, like at any funeral we drove to the cemetary with the lights on, well, my father left the lights on during the ceremony. So what happens? The car battery is dead.in a cemetary, what a coincidence? Did you get lost? After he ple...
