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Phoren Se: December 2008
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I am pared to the bone and whiteness now. There is nothing left but the hard of me, the rattling core that clatters against the wind. Like stones on a beach, washed clean by the sea, turned over and over like thought, till nothings remains but the centre, clean, smooth and adamant. Saturday, December 27, 2008. The world lacks solutions….simple, effective, enduring solutions…. Its complicated, its not that simple, things are not what they seem….that’s what they all say……. Significance in the manner that m...
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Phoren Se: April 2010
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I am pared to the bone and whiteness now. There is nothing left but the hard of me, the rattling core that clatters against the wind. Like stones on a beach, washed clean by the sea, turned over and over like thought, till nothings remains but the centre, clean, smooth and adamant. Wednesday, April 14, 2010. The moon was full and no insects cried or birdsong broke the eerie calm of the night as the horses swung by the barricade and the charioteer leant out and touched them. A boy he had loved more than h...
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The Lost Diaries: Chapter 1
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Http:/ differentpathsworkingtitle.blogspot.com/. View my complete profile. Thursday, 4 October 2007. And therefore education at the Law College mostly worked by the age-old method of putting a lot of young people in the vicinity of a lot of books and hoping that something would pass from one to the other, while the actual young people put themselves in the vicinity of pubs and bars for exactly the same reason. D-day arrived and I was inside the huge exam hall with all the other students. A nod from the t...
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The Lost Diaries: Chapter 4
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Http:/ differentpathsworkingtitle.blogspot.com/. View my complete profile. Thursday, 4 October 2007. We were itching for revenge and vendetta. But then, the student union led by the hostellites usually had a low-key, chronic vendetta against all other life forms other than themselves. One of the best stunts was the foaming and exploding saltshaker. The messes usually used opaque plastic saltshakers with pop-off tops that could be pried off with a knife blade if you were persistent enough. Under no circum...
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Phoren Se: Cynical Smiles...
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I am pared to the bone and whiteness now. There is nothing left but the hard of me, the rattling core that clatters against the wind. Like stones on a beach, washed clean by the sea, turned over and over like thought, till nothings remains but the centre, clean, smooth and adamant. Wednesday, May 02, 2012. And my cousins would smile and think I was "full of myself" and a "character". I smile at the attempts of the media,. The rabid flailings of the students, parents and well-wishers. And FINALLY, I smile.
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Phoren Se: Parent Trap
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I am pared to the bone and whiteness now. There is nothing left but the hard of me, the rattling core that clatters against the wind. Like stones on a beach, washed clean by the sea, turned over and over like thought, till nothings remains but the centre, clean, smooth and adamant. Sunday, March 09, 2014. Whisky chewed my office shoes. And make excuses – she had her shots recently and was running a slight fever. Also, I disliked being the “bad cop” all the time. This is not where I shine. In fact, I ...
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Phoren Se: February 2010
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I am pared to the bone and whiteness now. There is nothing left but the hard of me, the rattling core that clatters against the wind. Like stones on a beach, washed clean by the sea, turned over and over like thought, till nothings remains but the centre, clean, smooth and adamant. Monday, February 22, 2010. I am uncomplicated. Finally. However, as I look back – it becomes clearer to understand the controlling factors, the variables and the constant’s of my life, as it is. And perhaps, th...And it’...
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Different Paths (working title): Chapter 9
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Different Paths (working title). Saturday, 7 January 2012. I woke in a world of pain, tubes, wires and haziness….I was back in my world. But now, the pain was lesser and it was brighter and clearer than the last time. Bro was sleeping in a chair next to me – that boy would and could catnap while he was standing – an ability I would be so jealous about usually! 8220;Can you hear us? 8220;Please make a sign, if you can hear us.”. 8220;Can you speak – please try to make a noise”. 8220;Glasses – need m...
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Different Paths (working title): Chapter 10
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Different Paths (working title). Saturday, 7 January 2012. As we sat in the car, Papa looked at me again with a very guarded expression as if I would explode with something weird again. I tried a small smile and got a reluctant nod as we started off to school. I sat in the front and let bro have the whole back-seat to himself this time. He happily bounced about on the springy sofa like interior. Halfway, at an intersection, while we awaited the change of traffic lights, I lightly started,. As he stopped ...
