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Kriptodanny: August 2015

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OF YOUR ATTENTION WILL COME. WHEN YOU WILL START SEEING the truth. You are the Kripto within! The random POST the post will answer your question! If you ask 3 times aloud! YOU FEEL LUCKY today? ZERO responsibility .ZERO effort! Tuesday, August 04, 2015. ZERO responsibility .ZERO effort! Lead me from dreaming to waking. Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Where there is peace, and peace -from the Upanishads. Lead me from int...

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Kriptodanny: March 2015

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OF YOUR ATTENTION WILL COME. WHEN YOU WILL START SEEING the truth. You are the Kripto within! The random POST the post will answer your question! If you ask 3 times aloud! YOU FEEL LUCKY today? Praise every morning.Gods recreation of a new da. Monday, March 23, 2015. Praise every morning.God's recreation of a new day. Cat Stevens. Lead me from dreaming to waking. Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Lead me from the obscure ...

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Kriptodanny: ZERO responsibility .ZERO effort!!! in meditation ?

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OF YOUR ATTENTION WILL COME. WHEN YOU WILL START SEEING the truth. You are the Kripto within! The random POST the post will answer your question! If you ask 3 times aloud! YOU FEEL LUCKY today? ZERO responsibility .ZERO effort! Tuesday, August 04, 2015. ZERO responsibility .ZERO effort! Lead me from dreaming to waking. Lead me from opacity to clarity. Lead me from the complicated to the simple. Lead me from the obscure to the obvious. Where there is peace, and peace -from the Upanishads. Lead me from int...

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Kriptodanny: December 2014

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OF YOUR ATTENTION WILL COME. WHEN YOU WILL START SEEING the truth. You are the Kripto within! The random POST the post will answer your question! If you ask 3 times aloud! YOU FEEL LUCKY today? Lead me from dreaming to waking on the new year.t. Jessus died on the cross . JUST TO make people , . Wednesday, December 31, 2014. Lead me from dreaming to waking on the new year.thus spokenth the Mahayogi! Appease the fever of my heart! Allay it with the cool sweet breezes of your words! The Conduct of the Moon ...

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little peripheral me: Shooting arrows at the sky

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". Shooting arrows at the sky. I’m a sellsword. I’m out of work and rusty, and I have my theories. One, it’s peacetime. Two, my wages exceed my market value. But—most likely—Three, the gods are plotting against me. And they’re winning, so far. A pity you can’t hurt what you can’t see. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sheriff Shooter's on Alltop. View my complete profile. The end of sanity. A man must burrow.

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little peripheral me: The pen lied

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". If you be true to yourself, you will delete every word you’ve ever written. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sheriff Shooter's on Alltop. View my complete profile. The end of sanity. A man must burrow. The Unwitting Bitch of Winterfell. The faceless man balked. Now theres a question. Shooting arrows at the sky. Sheriff Shooter. Awesome Inc. template. Powered by Blogger.

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little peripheral me: The Unwitting Bitch of Winterfell

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". The Unwitting Bitch of Winterfell. It was she who insisted Ned accept the job at King’s Landing. She who sent Arya and Sansa to become ladies of the court. She who left Rickon motherless at age 3. She who abandoned Winterfell, and lost Bran and Rickon forever. The only life she (mercifully) played no part in was Jon’s, and for that I thank the old man. Labels: game of thrones. Sheriff Shooter's on Alltop.

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little peripheral me: For better verse

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". There’s no sin in showing a healthy disregard for the rules of language when it’s meaning we’re all after. More so if you’re writing a work whose meaning is open to interpretation. Don’t fight it. Fight grammar and syntax, who would sooner hold you back than speak plainly to hearts that seek the rhythm and verse of yours. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sheriff Shooter's on Alltop. She loves me not.

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little peripheral me: She loves me not

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". She loves me not. He had to take his bloody weakness to court. Of all things, he had to take what made him most vulnerable, and hole her up somewhere inside the city. And sneak to and from her. If you ask me, that was all the old man needed. He’s going to take her away from him, I can tell. Or him away from her. Either way, it’s going to be bloody. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). She loves me not.

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little peripheral me: A man must burrow

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In the Name of the Persistently Spontaneous and of the Steadily Delirious and of the Bright Dope.". A man must burrow. Words crowd themselves around me, making unlikely groupings to fence Thought out. They twist themselves into the barbed wire they are. Rusted, plain, ugly things they are. I’ve made my home here, there’s no escape. Unless I dig. And dig, and dig, and dig. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Sheriff Shooter's on Alltop. View my complete profile. The end of sanity. A man must burrow.