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Station 8: The Looking Glass
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Tuesday, October 25, 2011. A seed grew,. It grew on its own. And though there were those who tried to drown it,. Those it loved who tried to starve it,. Those it didn't know who tried to burn it;. That seed flourished,. Because in the end. Life still goes on. Posted by Kamia is the Lost Monster. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Station 1: The Arrow. There Will Be Nerd. Station 3: The Swan. Make Your Own Kind of Music. Kamia is the Lost Monster. Station 6: The Orchid.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: On An Abandoned Road
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Tuesday, December 1, 2009. On An Abandoned Road. Dreams but dreamt now real. Not quite what I imagined. I used to enter these dreams frequently. Now, not so much. There exists all of my imaginings, stray stories. He used to enter them frequently, back in April. Then not at all. Now He is back again. Why do I dream of school and Him? What does it mean to dream of abandonment? You can only abandon that which you've possessed, cherished, defended or retained. I had become weak.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Epoch
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Tuesday, October 27, 2009. When time slowed to a stop,. Day was night and night was day;. And as those roman numerals slowly sank into each ocean,. Time was no more. Posted by Kamia is the Lost Monster. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Station 1: The Arrow. There Will Be Nerd. Station 3: The Swan. Make Your Own Kind of Music. Kamia is the Lost Monster. Station 6: The Orchid.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Soulless
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Wednesday, July 23, 2014. Posted by Kamia is the Lost Monster. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Station 1: The Arrow. There Will Be Nerd. Station 3: The Swan. Make Your Own Kind of Music. Kamia is the Lost Monster. Station 6: The Orchid.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Tuesday, June 22, 2010. Being climactic in anti-climactic climes. Victims of victimless crimes. Posted by Kamia is the Lost Monster. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Station 1: The Arrow. There Will Be Nerd. Station 3: The Swan. Make Your Own Kind of Music. Kamia is the Lost Monster. Station 6: The Orchid. Being climactic in anti-climactic climes makes us . Oh Ye of Little Faith.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Beautiful Blueberries
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Monday, October 12, 2009. Amidst those beautiful blueberries. Are frozen leaves of dew. An area where trees dream of centipedes,. And white picket fences are the lines between the real and unreal. Where snow blankets the earth and the air nips at my ears. A place where the ocean inhales whilst the mountains exhale,. Where history begins and ends. An environment in which falling stars are caught in nets made of cotton and books are read from cover to cover. There Will Be Nerd.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Sentimental Fool
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Saturday, October 22, 2011. Sentimental fool and the resourceful tool. Blinding reality, temptation is everywhere. What makes us who we are is what we do,. How we treat those close to us and how we treat the few. Belief in the truth not in the ultimate good. Resist darkness for it is everywhere even if not chosen to be seen. People are not always who they seem. They can stomp on hearts to satisfy their own,. And they always stomp on the sentimental fool. Station 1: The Arrow.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Slave
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Wednesday, April 7, 2010. Bonds are made to be broken right. Things are not as they seem. People do not do as they say. People are not who they say they are. Things change, people die and life goes on. I would hate to miss it. There are so many pressures in life if you let them. Why can’t we be who we are. Impatience is the answer to that one. It is easier to separate yourself from strangers and acquaintances than family and friends. Is it strange to go down with the ship.
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Station 8: The Looking Glass: Oh Ye of Little Faith
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Station 8: The Looking Glass. Tuesday, June 22, 2010. Oh Ye of Little Faith. Crunchy, sweet,. Biodegradable; it won't last forever. In evidence as it browns before my eyes. Posted by Kamia is the Lost Monster. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Station 1: The Arrow. There Will Be Nerd. Station 3: The Swan. Make Your Own Kind of Music. Kamia is the Lost Monster. Station 6: The Orchid. Being climactic in anti-climactic climes makes us . Oh Ye of Little Faith.