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the journal/the media: the frost
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The first frost of the year. It melted within the hour. Those are some sweet photos. Looks a little different from when I was there. It was really great to see you. Hope school and life is going well. Keep up the writing, I really enjoy it. I'm psyched to read some of your thoughts and hear what's up way out east:P God bless and talk to ya soon. Jen J. I absolutely love it. You're very talented, mr. durksen. I love the pictures! Hey I have a copy of that Chicken movie we made for you! This blog is sweet!
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the journal/the media: 11.2006
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The first frost of the year. It melted within the hour. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Books on the go.
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the journal/the media: 01.2007
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Empty veins (to tunnels that extension cords light up) where classic film piled up in the sand in locked up rooms and through a single camera lens in black and white, the sky comes into view real life stars! Find a place to hide.". Find a place to hide? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Books on the go.
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the journal/the media: 05.2007
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Allow me to deviate a little. I just went for a long bike ride with josh. it was excellent. The bridge weekend was great times too. see that stick in my hand? I'm coming home this weekend. maybe i'll see some of you! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Books on the go.
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the journal/the media: the third
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This is my friend danny. In the background you can see where jeff wrote his name in the snow.). Wow Tim. did you search for the worst picture of me ever taken? I look like death in foggy glasses! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Books on the go.
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the journal/the media: the twists/the turns
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Allow me to deviate a little. I just went for a long bike ride with josh. it was excellent. The bridge weekend was great times too. see that stick in my hand? I'm coming home this weekend. maybe i'll see some of you! Kerosene and Electric Sparks. Tim tim tim. that was a fun picture to take. and quite a good weekend as well. im glad to hear gods working in you. excited as well! But, alas, you are not coming home this weekend nor any time soon i don't imagine. miss you my friend. talk to you soon.
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the journal/the media: the lyric (of)/the week
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The lyric (of)/the week. I feel safe, I feel warm when you're here,. When I do no wrong,. I am cured, when Im by your side. I'm alright, alright. I am safe, when I am with you,. And I feel warm, if you want me to,. I am cured, when I'm by your side. Careful where you stand,. Careful where you lay your head. Its true were always looking out for one another. I feel safe, when I am with you,. I feel warm, when you want me to,. I am cured when you are around. Careful where you stand,. Careful where you stand,.
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the journal/the media: 02.2007
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When I was bitter, resentful. The world turned to winter. When I was happy. It all turned to spring. When it got warmer, in summer. I knelt down beside her. I whispered: “that’s just the way of things”. That’s just the way of things. When I was younger, weaker. I found her a dreamer. When I was older. I found her a friend. But worlds on an axis. Turn springtime to winter. I whispered: “that’s not the way it should end”. That’s not the way it should end. When I stumble, falter. Her head on my shoulder.
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the journal/the media: the summer/the winter
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When I was bitter, resentful. The world turned to winter. When I was happy. It all turned to spring. When it got warmer, in summer. I knelt down beside her. I whispered: “that’s just the way of things”. That’s just the way of things. When I was younger, weaker. I found her a dreamer. When I was older. I found her a friend. But worlds on an axis. Turn springtime to winter. I whispered: “that’s not the way it should end”. That’s not the way it should end. When I stumble, falter. Her head on my shoulder.