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'You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo
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Sunshine and Dandelions: Philosophizing Depression
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Tuesday, March 12, 2013. You are better than this exhibitionist, you tell yourself. There actually are selves in you that are good (enough? March 12th, 2013. The Children's Transport" by Lore Groszman Segal. October 30, 2013 at 9:24 AM. Engrossing, beautiful and not at all disturbing. You write with such authority! August 20, 2014 at 6:30 AM. Http:/ profacero.wordpress.com/2010/11/29/joan-didion-on-self-respect/. Mother, Summer, I.
Sunshine and Dandelions: Things I Miss
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Saturday, February 23, 2013. Stumbled upon an unposted manuscript from Jan 7. 2011 in an old hard drive:. I miss June mangoes –. Yellow, luscious, inebriatingly aromatic. I miss dripping green rains –. Punctuating march with rainbows of flowers. I miss a pair of blue eyes –. Sinkable, poignant, blue-gray eyes. I miss a hoarse mid-pubertal voice –. On a beautiful, red-lipped, truthful teenager. Remember how we laughed –. 8220;I ask you,.
Sunshine and Dandelions: The Feels
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Wednesday, June 12, 2013. No, not even today. Beyond the grooves of my fingertips. The stoic calm -. Of my fanatic heart. Outward, perchance -. Making moss that erodes the rocks in your garden. Scenting the shy buds of jasmine in your night bowl. Fogging the starry night air you breathe. I may have blossomed. Into a million summer butterflies. A happy guardian cloud. June 12th, 2013. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Mother, Summer, I.
Sunshine and Dandelions: Between Ledges
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Saturday, April 6, 2013. At the abyss between. The leap and the ledge. The left, remembering. The grit of the edge. This sacred space -. I am thrust here,. To discover and word. Of feeling like falling. The heart squeezed spirally. Into a blackhole belly. With the permanence of breathing. I am thrust here,. To never, minimize -. If ever again,. The right foot finds feeling. April 6th, 2013. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
Sunshine and Dandelions: Where Worse Things Keep Happening
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Thursday, February 21, 2013. Where Worse Things Keep Happening. To have to revisit one's own past with such distinct clarity - one would hope it were something beautiful. Shame! Shame to see that the pains that were numbed by the kindness of time, have been pried open by bullets and bomb shards. Where Worse Things Happen. The blood-curdling echo of wails. Shall keep reverberating yet]. In the white silence of night,. Till it now encompasses.
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An account of loving | ...Until then.
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March 22, 2013. An account of loving. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 1:38 am. He asked to and I heard. His heart, first from the left. Then from the right. Painfully craning such that. The heaviness of my head. Then I began to count. Sheep as heart sounds,. White, long-haired,. Jumping over a square fence. Breathing his scent,. Molecule by dying molecule, thought;. Much more than love;. We demand of one another,. One, long, uninterrupted dream. Finished with smooth rounded corners.
Everyday rescue manual | ...Until then.
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December 14, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 2:13 am. With light as little as that filtering through paper, discern a face lighted just that much. Spare the Zenith. A pair of hands and feet, general human attributes. The background of a waterfall. Begin dreaming. Do not open eyes unless you must begin anew. Consider what you recall – the places, the people and how you looked. There is no method in making tea. Consider that. Laugh Touch with familiarity. Acquaint your skin with strangene...
Sirius in Eastern Horizon Haze: October 2009
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Sirius in Eastern Horizon Haze. I wake to sleep and take my waking slow. - T. Roethke. Friday, October 16, 2009. My future ramblings can be followed at:. Http:/ sunshineanddandelions.blogspot.com/. Links to this post. Wonders in the Dark. A little brown bird; of the earth, from the earth. Living. View my complete profile. You travel - Through unknown stations, passing empty paddy fields. over quiet rivers that rest beneath you. You bring a lot of earth along, And smell of mu. Insha ji uttho, ab kooch karo.
Two points, to make a circle | ...Until then.
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April 15, 2013. Two points, to make a circle. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 9:58 pm. Yesterday, someone filled a bowl. What does it mean? Somebody, spent an afternoon. Going over the fence. Over barbed, curled. Following it as though. Brought it here, to stagnate. Culminating that many travels. I told a kid heading that way-. 8220;You can’t smell them. They smell of nothing. They could take the smell of water, at most.”. She put her face in that vase. Took a long, pink breath. 3 Comments ».
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November 11, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 11:01 pm. That the ground between. You and I, buried itself. Without as much a stone. And I thought of all the mud. With traces of my feet and yours. Floating with its life. Stately, in the wisdom. Of being just un-belonged. If we had to reverse this,. We might have to consider. To save each other. The propriety of self. Which left us so suddenly. August 27, 2012. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 11:57 pm. Would you handle unreason? Like y...
Ruminations.. | ...Until then.
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Must be a collection of songs/movies/books I ‘ve liked. Prompted by my aging grey cells. I’d better made a log :P. Will add on to it, by and by of course! Leave a Comment ». Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
You are everybody | ...Until then.
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February 16, 2013. 8212; rukhiya @ 1:54 am. Were I to paint sadness. I would begin with a pair of eyes. Not to say sadness requires seeing. Like seeing is not knowing]. You could look,. Long into this pool of faces. Spot the weak one. Search his flattened soul. See, until you know. That is you, in there. Head-light lit eyes,. Trying to cross the road]. And turn to the others. Relieved by the quickness of paint. Drying over an ordinary white paper. Leave a Comment ». Feed for comments on this post.
And now it has come to | ...Until then.
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November 9, 2013. And now it has come to. Filed under: Poetic Me. 8212; rukhiya @ 10:48 am. Slowly, by the door. I enter the world-. Bare, unending sky. Five layers of atmosphere. 2 Comments ». Comment by Aayushi Mehta. 8212; November 13, 2013 @ 10:38 pm. It’s always a pleasure coming back to yours. :) You should write more often. Comment by Soumya Sinha. 8212; December 1, 2013 @ 8:34 pm. Feed for comments on this post. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public).
Sirius in Eastern Horizon Haze: For the Future
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Sirius in Eastern Horizon Haze. I wake to sleep and take my waking slow. - T. Roethke. Friday, October 16, 2009. My future ramblings can be followed at:. Http:/ sunshineanddandelions.blogspot.com/. Wonders in the Dark. A little brown bird; of the earth, from the earth. Living. View my complete profile. You travel - Through unknown stations, passing empty paddy fields. over quiet rivers that rest beneath you. You bring a lot of earth along, And smell of mu. How can you be terribly hopeful?
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Blowin’ the clouds away. I am just a piece of trash. July 10, 2010 in Uncategorized. That wasn’t really worth your time anyways. I don’t want to grow up. December 14, 2009 in Uncategorized. Wouldn’t that be nice. Welcome to Indianapolis International Airport. November 24, 2009 in Uncategorized. I don’t know how I feel about going home. Back in September, I had to beg my parents to fly me home. They thought the ticket was too expensive, and wanted me to stay on campus haha, but I couldn̵...HAHA some a...
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My name is Katelyn and the main purpose of this blog is to follow my progress through the Day Zero Project. So here it goes.my 101 in 1001 goal list:. Learn to use chopsticks. Finish a photo-a-day challenge. Leave an inspirational note in a book for someone to find. Read every Jane Austen novel (5/6). Pride and Prejudice, Northanger Abbey, Sense and Sensibility, Mansfield Park, Persuasion,. Go Facebook free for one week. Get a full time job. Crochet a slouchy beanie. Leave a 100% tip. Watch a TED Talk.
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You must be an angel since you care for flowers.” ― Victor Hugo. Monday, December 9, 2013. Truth destined for others is less important than truthfulness to ourselves. The paradox of reading is that the path toward ourselves passes through books, but that this must remain a passage. It is a traversal of books. That a good reader engages in — a reader who knows that every book is the bearer of part of himself and can give him access to it, if only he has the wisdom not to end his journey there. From the ve...
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Sunday, October 25, 2009. The Kids at the Winston Cup Museum - Winston Salem, NC. Thursday, October 1, 2009. In September, Dad took the kids to the Transportation Museum in Salisbury, NC. They learned about numerous cars, buses and trains. Sullivan was in hog heaven. Carrigan enjoyed it too, although you wouldn't think so looking at the picture she took with Dad. Sunday, September 20, 2009. First Day of School - 2009. Tuesday, September 15, 2009. Visit with Monroes - On the Farm. Monday, July 13, 2009.
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Embracing the Crazy – Love and Cries – That’s Life. Margot and a few of her friends. Jack can play with his trains for hours. What a lifesaver! Jack demonstrating impeccable tummy time. Daryle giving Margot her second bottle ever. She’s not taking to it so well. This is pretty much what makes my world go round. Hi, it’s me! But truthfully, this is an amazing time in my life. Margot is a doll and Jack has proven himself to be a terrific big brother. And she’s already enthralled by her big brother. I’...
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Feels Like We Only Going Backwards. April 15, 2013 at 2:28 pm Posted in music. Feels like we only go backwards. I cannot stop listening to the song “Feels like we only go backwards”. By Tame Impala, a psychedelic-rock band out of Perth, Australia. I literally have it on repeat. The lead singer’s voice reminisces John Lennon as he almost hauntingly says the lyrics in sort of a musical round. If you like it, and you can’t. Like it, also give a listen to “Elephant.”. April 10, 2013 at 1:38 pm Posted in dirt.
