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The third space: August 2004

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Wednesday, August 25, 2004. I haven't slept well the last few nights. I'm tired and need to try to get some sleep. Posted by smokey spice at 2:14 AM. Monday, August 23, 2004. Currently, I'm actively working for/with the local chapter of a civil liberties group as well as hanging out at a satellite news station waiting for the crumbs of clips they sometimes ask me to translate. They also ask me to do other stuff and have been teaching me about the media industry in gen...

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The third space: December 2004

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Friday, December 31, 2004. In California, we're still a few hours away from 2005. Happy New Year to those who have already entered the new year. Every new year, I have this wierd feeling of loss. Kind of like the feeling you get when you read the last page of a good book. This year is no different, except that I'm looking forward to change. It's all I have hope in at this point. My hopes for next year are grand, but grandness is not impossible. Happy New Year to everyone.

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The third space: January 2005

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Sunday, January 30, 2005. Where's the Voice of the Mediterranean? This posting is both a story I found amusing involving Maltese-Libyan relations and a missing radio station (VOM) as well as an introduction to a new Mediterranean blogger who has graced our presence. Welcome to Wired Temples. From Malta, a lovely island between Sicily and Tunisia that has been a stopping point for many Libyans traveling to or from Libya. Ehisn't imitation the highest form of flattery?

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The third space: March 2005

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Friday, March 18, 2005. What is it about spring that makes everyone want to do everything all at the same time? My next couple of months look scary on a calendar.yet strangely exciting and full of intreague. I get a certain feeling in my belly when metaphysical doors and windows are opening, and I'm finally having that feeling again. I will say, I'm trying to learn to pick my battles and priorities.but it's a process. Posted by smokey spice at 4:40 PM. Being Gay and Muslim.

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The third space: April 2005

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Thursday, April 21, 2005. I'll be up at 8 am to prep for the closing night. Can someone remind me why I'm not doing this for the Libyan cause? Posted by smokey spice at 4:22 AM. Wednesday, April 20, 2005. First, Happy Meloud to everyone that it applies to. Second, my home computer is up and running and so it my internet! Third, I'll have plenty to talk about after I sleep off the last month of madness. Fourth, click here. The artists do a remarkable job of universalizing ...

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The third space: May 2005

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Monday, May 02, 2005. My life has turned into a stage for an absurdly surreal play in which the first two acts have me in utter confusion. Act three, in which the heroine (me) figures out the solution to her situation, remains in the making. Act I: Growing Pains. This heroine will have successfully made it to smack in the middle of my late 20s in a couple of months. I will turn 28 this July and am relatively content with what I have to show for my years. The questions pre...

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The third space: November 2004

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Seeking the rush of inspiration. Tuesday, November 30, 2004. Ever feel like the powers that be have decided to play with your life just for the sake of entertainment? I think this is what's happening with me right about now. I'm dividing up the incidents in question, so that I can try to give the reader the details. Read on, please. About an hour later, as I was dutifully leading diners to their tables as the hostess of a fine dining establishment when it hit me, and it hit me hard. There I was in th...