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we are who we were when...: October 2008
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We are who we were when. Wednesday, October 22, 2008. With a simple turn of the cheek? A wave of the hand? 8220;When I think I’m letting go, I find my body, it’s still burning” People say just ‘let it go, forget about it’ but, how do we just ‘let go’? Is there some internal ‘release’ button that I am unaware of? Resolution" by Jack's Mannequin. Thursday, October 16, 2008. To betroth or not to betroth. Why do we base this decision on a fleeting passionate love? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Solitude is the ...
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we are who we were when...: November 2007
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We are who we were when. Sunday, November 18, 2007. We use it to inspect things we cannot see ourselves. What do you see when you look? I mean really look. This isn’t one of those “Do you like what you see? 8221; kinds of things… but what. Do you really see? Can you look beyond the posture, definition and stature of a body and the splendor, softness and charm of a face? You look with your eyes but do you see? This girl that stands before me: Where did she come from? How did she get here? We only want to ...
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we are who we were when...: Sky, by a Question
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We are who we were when. Monday, November 2, 2009. Sky, by a Question. Confusion painted the clouds today. Leaving brush marks across the sky. Bitter air holds warmth today. As they pass under. Obscurity cascades from the canvas, encircling. Who are these nomads? Don’t they see the paint streaked sky? So wrapped up in “who am I”. 8220;Look up” I say. My lips remain. For Light steals Confusion’s reign. Approaching with embracing arms. Heavy breath, preaching. To you, I wanted to say. Sky, by a Question.
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we are who we were when...: To lay, To lie
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We are who we were when. Friday, December 4, 2009. To lay, To lie. Me, smothers me. The bed we made. I can’t breathe. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. The Battle with Privilege: A Story. To lay, To lie. Les Aventures de Lulu Latour. MIND THE [CULTURE] GAP. The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.". You see only the beautiful things when you stand still". Heather O'Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals.
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we are who we were when...: November 2009
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We are who we were when. Monday, November 2, 2009. Sky, by a Question. Confusion painted the clouds today. Leaving brush marks across the sky. Bitter air holds warmth today. As they pass under. Obscurity cascades from the canvas, encircling. Who are these nomads? Don’t they see the paint streaked sky? So wrapped up in “who am I”. 8220;Look up” I say. My lips remain. For Light steals Confusion’s reign. Approaching with embracing arms. Heavy breath, preaching. To you, I wanted to say. Sky, by a Question.
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we are who we were when...: February 2009
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We are who we were when. Monday, February 9, 2009. Show me what i'm looking for. The strength of the heart comes from the soundness of the faith" Saudi Arabian Proverb. Show me what i'm looking for" by Carolina Liar. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Show me what im looking for. Les Aventures de Lulu Latour. MIND THE [CULTURE] GAP. The minute you settle for less than you deserve, you get even less than you settled for.". You see only the beautiful things when you stand still".
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we are who we were when...: October 2009
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We are who we were when. Friday, October 30, 2009. Don’t think I don’t see you. Dirt glazed cheeks and. Oh, I see you. For hard-earned meager pay. I see myself in the decaying. Sores on your feet,. Your emaciated limbs and. I do not feel guilty for what I do -. How I afflict you. You are resilient it seems. But in the end I will win. I live in the water molecules. I dwell in the hunger-infused. Howls of your children. I strip away your dignity;. Penetrate your mind so. You believe it’s your fault. Solitu...
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we are who we were when...: January 2009
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We are who we were when. Thursday, January 8, 2009. We know its better this way. Leave it to the night. For the waves to start again. Leave it to the night. For the thoughts to invade my head. For the evening I’ve been fine. Thinking I handled well. Leave it to the night. To tell me I was wrong. Leave it to the night. To tell me what I should have said or done. A brief moment’s glance. Nervous laughter, and then it was gone. Leave it to the night. To remind me of all the things I wanted to say.
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we are who we were when...: Dirty Job
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We are who we were when. Friday, October 30, 2009. Don’t think I don’t see you. Dirt glazed cheeks and. Oh, I see you. For hard-earned meager pay. I see myself in the decaying. Sores on your feet,. Your emaciated limbs and. I do not feel guilty for what I do -. How I afflict you. You are resilient it seems. But in the end I will win. I live in the water molecules. I dwell in the hunger-infused. Howls of your children. I strip away your dignity;. Penetrate your mind so. You believe it’s your fault. Solitu...