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The Forgotten Youth: September 2006
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Thinking of the lost, the broken, the used, the ones who tears fill their eyes. Making sense of a world gone mad. I have been forgotten. so I write in remembrance of those like me. Comfort is found in the stories of the lost and the hope they have to carry on! Friday, September 29, 2006. Pleasure is in the Memory! A pleasure in proper moderation. An example: Do we eat after we are full or sleep after we have slept? So to leave it and not try to re-experience that same pleasure again. Like a poem with a g...
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The Forgotten Youth: May 2006
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Thinking of the lost, the broken, the used, the ones who tears fill their eyes. Making sense of a world gone mad. I have been forgotten. so I write in remembrance of those like me. Comfort is found in the stories of the lost and the hope they have to carry on! Wednesday, May 03, 2006. It began at the beginning of time. Man opened his eyes and he felt a burden. The first thing on his mind was a question. From the first uncomfortable moment of life, man asked, "Why? We are "beings," but what does that mean?
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Man on Fire: October 2005
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Random thoughts and musings from the Man on Fire. Sunday, October 30, 2005. Man on Fire, Sunday, October 30th. 3 - For those of you who are interested in the White Sox we reccomend watching that classic baseball movie 'Eight Men Out', the story of what became known as the 'Black Sox Scandel'. There are definetly better baseball movies out their, but this one is still worth watching. If it was in the former, then we are not surprised, if it was in the latter, we are shocked, but we digress. The point ...
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The Forgotten Youth: January 2007
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Thinking of the lost, the broken, the used, the ones who tears fill their eyes. Making sense of a world gone mad. I have been forgotten. so I write in remembrance of those like me. Comfort is found in the stories of the lost and the hope they have to carry on! Saturday, January 06, 2007. To walk on the given path. Leaving the safe for the narrow. Leaving cushions for arrows. Water in my eyes. And toil on my breath. Giving it my all. Until I have nothing left. Dreams of the future push me on. I want love,".
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The Nate Bomb
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I don't know what im describing, but its small yellow, it Squeaks and it makes bath time so much fun. what is it? Fort St. John, BC. View my complete profile. In responce to Man on fire(I dont know who yo. Well I decided to get a blog. There were a couple. Friday, July 07, 2006. Ive decided probably because Ive got alot of spare time when im not working to write another blog. This blog will update you on my life as it is today. Go get a frosty from Wendy's. Spend time in Prayer, reading of scriptures.
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The Nate Bomb: August 2006
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I don't know what im describing, but its small yellow, it Squeaks and it makes bath time so much fun. what is it? Fort St. John, BC. View my complete profile. CHECK OUT thespank.blogspot.com PLEASE. August the fourth two thousand and six. A day I . Ive decided probably because Ive got alot of spare. In responce to Man on fire(I dont know who yo. Well I decided to get a blog. There were a couple. Tuesday, August 15, 2006. CHECK OUT thespank.blogspot.com PLEASE. Posted by Nate-train 12:56 PM.
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The Forgotten Youth: August 2008
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Thinking of the lost, the broken, the used, the ones who tears fill their eyes. Making sense of a world gone mad. I have been forgotten. so I write in remembrance of those like me. Comfort is found in the stories of the lost and the hope they have to carry on! Saturday, August 23, 2008. New York city in the fall. The story I tell is for my friend. The way I see is nothing. The step I took was for something. Can you see the red dress girl? With her hair in curls. I tried on my fathers shoes. I have never ...
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The Forgotten Youth: July 2007
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Thinking of the lost, the broken, the used, the ones who tears fill their eyes. Making sense of a world gone mad. I have been forgotten. so I write in remembrance of those like me. Comfort is found in the stories of the lost and the hope they have to carry on! Tuesday, July 31, 2007. A boy at night- the burning man comes again. I wrote this december 2007, the truth is I read it now and see how true it really is. I thought i was crazy when i wrote it. I asked myself "Is this a bit much? Oh he wants to sle...
