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Just one this time.: fatum_ferox
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Just one this time. The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door,. He said, "I am not fighting for you any more.". And the queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before,. And slowly she let him inside. He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill,. And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill,. But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will,. Only first I am asking you. why? And down the long narrow hall he was led,. Into her room, with her tapestries red,. But she knew h...
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Good stuff, random assortment thereof.: fatum_ferox
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Good stuff, random assortment thereof. Torii Japanese Art Gallery. Some very nice sumi and watercolors here. For the thirteen year-old boy in all of us. [Explicit content. Duh.]. Appropriate sizes for wallpapering. The best in post-nihilistic German angst. Post a new comment. Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. Post a new comment.
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where there's a will, there's a won't: eobiont
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Where there's a will, there's a won't. Here's where you thought I was going to bore you with the details of my liberation. Where I have to justify why I didn't try to free the other creepers. Two months of planning and deliberation, and seven months on the run, and I guess I can sum it all up in about two sentences:. 1 You can't hold a captive who knows all your secrets. 2 You can't free someone who won't let you. So here we go. A tutorial in something you'll never be able to do. Creepyfeet, Fenderpatch,...
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Who knew trees had skeletons?: fatum_ferox
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Who knew trees had skeletons? The surreal sculptures of Seamus Moran. See also, artwork by Philip Straub. Post a new comment. Anonymous comments are disabled in this journal. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. We will log you in after post. Your IP address will be recorded. Post a new comment. Post a new comment. Follow us on Facebook. Follow us on Twitter. 1999 LiveJournal, Inc.
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November 5th, 2004 - Rage Central
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November 5th, 2004 - Rage Central. November 5th, 2004. Okay, time to start activity back up here. Okay, time to start activity back up here. First item of interest: 30 gigabyte DVDs. Powered by LiveJournal.com.
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INDUCE Act: http://arstechnica.com/news/posts/20040618-3906.html - Rage Central
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INDUCE Act: http:/ arstechnica.com/news/posts/20040618-3906.html - Rage Central. INDUCE Act: http:/ arstechnica.com/news/posts/20040618-3906.html. INDUCE Act: http:/ arstechnica.com/news/posts/20040618-3906.html. Jun 19th, 2004 @ 08:04 pm. All with the nominal motivation of the prevention of the dissemination of child pornography? This man is evil incarnate and must be stopped. Powered by LiveJournal.com.
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So many sleepless nights I have haunted this page, at this point just…: timewalk
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So many sleepless nights I have haunted this page, at this point just before the beginning, trying to decide how the story might best be told. As I sit here, pen in hand, ready at last to set down my record from beginning to end, I wonder if any of its secrets still have teeth. I wonder if the whisper of ink to paper can still call the attention of the horrors I seek to chronicle. I wonder if ghosts can read. And I wonder if I'll ever know for sure. I am alive. It is that simple. I leave this story to yo...
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Lynettes Little Slice of the Pie. Created on 24 March 2004 (#2609109). Last updated on 10 May 2004. Yuck I never know what to put in these things. I grew up in Washington state, but lived most of my adult life in Boston. A handful of useless degrees - western art history, graphic design, philosophy of expression - and a handful of useless jobs. And that's about it. If you want to know more, read the journal! Raising little monsters, single parenting. Follow us on Facebook. Follow us on Twitter.
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Testimony of Delian Mainyu: timewalk
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Testimony of Delian Mainyu. After a time spent stacking the fallen karudd like timber, I set them ablaze. I made my way from the flaming valley, funeral pyre for an entire species, walked slowly to the clearing where lay the corpse of my friend. I sat myself on the fallen trunk of something like an oak, a few yards from the remains, and waited. A little over three days passed before he spoke. You're not buying it, are you? I've known for some time.". What is it you think you know? He snapped a long branc...
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Testimony of Delian Mainyu: timewalk
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Testimony of Delian Mainyu. So, I don't know where it comes from - but I know what it is. I know some of what it is. It's the garbage-sea where collects the runoff from every living mind. It's a vast living ocean full of secrets and dreams. So I came to the Drift, and I met Serene - the one the cofio call "the Matriarch." It didn't take long to determine that the Drift is not my dream-sea. I don't know what the Drift is, and neither, I suspect, does Serene. I'll make you a deal. From the evidence contain...
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