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Slit Trench: January 2006
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I can take a hint, even if I don't immediately know what to do with it. Saturday, January 28, 2006. Eminently Discardable Crapola Floats Up. Speaking of immediate cleanup, here's some more folderol, in search of a suitable compost:. Spent, warm, we together in this bed, are silent, awaiting a voice for thoughts in my head. Sorry if my random caresses may confuse you, or elicit in you the feelings that they used to. Different, yet familiar paths- are we following them, even now? Not now, darling, not now.
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Slit Trench: April 2006
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I can take a hint, even if I don't immediately know what to do with it. Friday, April 28, 2006. Well, That's a Way of Looking at It. It seems a shame to waste a perfect movie plot line like that, when all I can recall is a separate, unintentional thought: The time to wrangle like a twenty year old is when you're twenty years old. Posted by grumblefish at 9:31 PM. Wednesday, April 26, 2006. A Truck Without Pity, or, a Candidate? A Town Without Pity" by Gene Pitney. When you're young and so in love as we.
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Slit Trench: December 2005
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I can take a hint, even if I don't immediately know what to do with it. Thursday, December 29, 2005. Leftovers, It Seems. As the song recommends, "believe half of what you hear, and disregard the rest.". This makes the process of figuring out which notions are obsolete or specious a more challenging one, but it does make for an interesting dumpster-full of discarded thoughts. Did I mention that there's a bit of debris produced here? None of us stands quite so tall,. Who of us would not far rather hide,.
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Slit Trench: October 2005
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I can take a hint, even if I don't immediately know what to do with it. Saturday, October 29, 2005. Devotion, be it spiritual or martial, readily blends into one amorphous emotional goo, a loose amalgam of poorly delineated sensations to which we feel an obligation to respond. A line of anonymous people stood in the cool darkness, tiny flames licking and writhing within handheld lanterns. Posted by grumblefish at 1:31 AM. Saturday, October 22, 2005. Just In Time For Holiday Shopping. Note: Please do not ...
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Slit Trench: November 2005
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I can take a hint, even if I don't immediately know what to do with it. Monday, November 21, 2005. Trudge Forth, Ecclesiastes. We even have the luxury of a closed regional railway station, complete with intact railroad tracks, which runs from the city to to our little slice of oblivion. That's an example of government thinking, as the easy mark. Many of these decisions are either whimsical or clumsy in their effects, worthy of a chuckle or sharp remark, but not threatening. Sunday, November 20, 2005.
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ghost dance: different perspective
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A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO-JOURNAL COMMENTARY IS WELCOMED. VISIT THE LONG DARK TEA TIME OF THE SOUL. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. Here is the original of the previous post. i'm posting it because i think the way it's oriented changes the whole mood as well as the lack of shadow. what do you think? I just find that interesting. Posted by Capegirl at 7:44 PM. Beautiful job. Just as I've come to expect from you. ). Keep up the good work ».
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ghost dance: everybody's learning how
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A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO-JOURNAL COMMENTARY IS WELCOMED. VISIT THE LONG DARK TEA TIME OF THE SOUL. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. Posted by Capegirl at 4:16 PM. My balance is crap. but it looks like some sweet fun! Yeah women are worse at balancing than men you know -its a biological fact! We may be worse at balancing. but we are better at so many other things. i think i can forfeit balance. Where did you find it? Interesting read ».
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ghost dance: and so many more things to feel
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A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO-JOURNAL COMMENTARY IS WELCOMED. VISIT THE LONG DARK TEA TIME OF THE SOUL. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. And so many more things to feel. Posted by Capegirl at 11:58 PM. I like how the light in this shot makes your hand glow. very surreal. That's also the part I like. without it it would be a mediocre picture. but i posted it because i like the play of light. Cape Town, South Africa. View my complete profile.
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ghost dance: hands
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A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO-JOURNAL COMMENTARY IS WELCOMED. VISIT THE LONG DARK TEA TIME OF THE SOUL. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. Posted by Capegirl at 7:07 PM. Experimental enhancements. dunno, but there it is. Thank you. i'm still very self-critical. but that is par for the course where I am concerned. its a learning experience on so many levels. but thank you for commenting and i love that you enjoy them. That was me of course. If you enjo...
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ghost dance: Relocating
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A BLACK AND WHITE PHOTO-JOURNAL COMMENTARY IS WELCOMED. VISIT THE LONG DARK TEA TIME OF THE SOUL. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License. This blog will be moving elsewhere and it's content removed. If you'd still like to share in my work, please let me know (here) and I'll send you the link via e-mail. I won't be posting a link on this site. Posted by Capegirl at 3:41 PM. Please, let me know. You know i wanna know. Cape Town, South Africa.