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Thursday, March 8, 2012. It is true. I am bad with colours, literally and figuratively. I is the fountain frm vich all ledges leap. March 30, 2012 at 11:22 PM. Dis oedipal mimesis reminds 1 of a certain blind greek king.or was it a castrade? Vudnt wanna b trapped in his xiztntial shoes. March 30, 2012 at 11:27 PM. Dude,well all die eventually.sry 4 da dude.dnt normally use dude.but u r it cms quite a clever dude.lyk ur blog,dude,sum of it is insitful.hear hear,dude. March 30, 2012 at 11:38 PM.
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Radioactive Ape: January 2013
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Monday, January 21, 2013. The Prince (or call it the primary ape, or just x or perhaps give the gentleman his due in dignity and agree to call him The Prince) was riddled by the recurrence of the trinity. Brahma, his essence? Vishnu, his projection? How can he be one without the other? The Prince runs out of his chamber to the outside. He then leaves his earthly body and swims into the ether. And he is lost. They say that the riddle of three got him. I am how you paint me as. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Radioactive Ape: November 2010
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Thursday, November 25, 2010. Like a dog takes to the collar.like a dog. Learn to fetch the stick.watch me throw.run and go.fetch. Not-so-good" doggie: "fuck you.use google.". Don't believe the Radioactive Ape. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). In the same hole. Like a dog takes to the collar.like a dog. .
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Glass.
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Feb 15, 2013. The evening reminds me of you,. The evening with its smell of wet earth, rain and madness. And a restless despair grips my heart. I miss your touch,. Your beautiful bustling body, scarred with people, pressed close against mine. I miss your smell, your taste, your poetry. And I crave you, you, you,. My city, my muse, my whore. Kaal Boyshaakhi. :P. Made it sound as Bengla as I could.). February 15, 2013 at 9:39 AM. February 23, 2013 at 1:27 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Glass.
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Jan 3, 2014. It's the season of letters. Letters, lovingly handwritten, heavy with the weight of unsaid words. Letters that are oceans, where whole new worlds live in silence beneath the surface of the page. Riddhi G. Dastidar. Dhutteri, aaro lekh na. May 3, 2014 at 8:21 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little snippets of Random Philosophy. Poetry in making(but not quite.). The year that has been. Its the season of letters. Letters, lovingly hand. The City in July. Musings Of A Movie Maniac.
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Glass.
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Nov 24, 2013. Whenever you write to me, I smile a little, wrapping myself up in the easy familiarity of our conversations: warm, old and nostalgic. Like old wine in a bottle, waiting to be popped. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Little snippets of Random Philosophy. Poetry in making(but not quite.). The year that has been. Whenever you write to me, I smile a little, wrappi. The City in July. Musings Of A Movie Maniac. Dancing on the Window Sill. Window to a world.
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Glass.: November 2013
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Nov 24, 2013. Whenever you write to me, I smile a little, wrapping myself up in the easy familiarity of our conversations: warm, old and nostalgic. Like old wine in a bottle, waiting to be popped. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Little snippets of Random Philosophy. Poetry in making(but not quite.). The year that has been. Whenever you write to me, I smile a little, wrappi. The City in July. Musings Of A Movie Maniac. Dancing on the Window Sill. Window to a world.
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Glass.: April 2013
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Apr 21, 2013. On nights like these, when the air is heavy with the smell of rain, I long for you. There’s a storm in my heart, and I wait. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Little snippets of Random Philosophy. Poetry in making(but not quite.). The year that has been. On nightslike these, when the air is heavy with th. The City in July. Musings Of A Movie Maniac. Dancing on the Window Sill. Window to a world. Awesome Inc. template. Template images by billnoll.
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Radioactive Ape: February 2011
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011. Boredom's not a burden anyone should bear". So here i am scribbling again. This whole existential bullshit is like a loop.keeps coming back to me. but it gives new perspectives. And whether these beings have a pragmatic approach to life, and if they do then the way they define pragmatism in the first place.or whether their reality is affected by the idea of pragmatism in any way.or shakespeare. Don't believe the Radioactive Ape. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). In the same hole.
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Radioactive Ape
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Tuesday, May 1, 2012. July 1, 2012 at 11:43 PM. October 10, 2012 at 7:00 AM. Nt to b a wishbone in spiced,smoke flvrd meat discs. February 8, 2013 at 12:22 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In the same hole. Everyones inside. safe and sound. babies are insi.
