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Bookmark | warpedwater
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From a well of warped thoughts. Written Nov 24, 2011). As the the day it was finally okay. To feel well, to feel joy. To feel LIFE as it should be. As the hour I allowed myself. To be fine being by your side. But not in your arms. I have put in endless stretches. Of moments mourning,. At the grave stones of what was. And what could have been. I finally listened to those songs. I once loved but grew to hate. As they were the soundtrack to. Our best days and worst. I found they made me dance again.
Wind | warpedwater
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From a well of warped thoughts. Wind played with the offerings. The chimes some wood, some metal some shell,. All these tributes to her,. For her song,for her dance. Older than the endless,. Stronger than the forgotten Bast and her kind,. She worried not, she was more than goddes,. She was element, created with an eternal purposeto last as long as the world. She needed no worship,. For she just was and nothing else. These beings that she toyed with gave her un-ending amusment,. Whistles through the caves,.
Sunrise | warpedwater
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From a well of warped thoughts. Stretching moments of agony,. Until you slip into numbness. Admitting the sorrow,. Only In the darkness. A steady slipstream of just surviving,. Getting from day to day,. Not caring how it ends. Sleep is the only solace. Extinguish that incessant flicker. Hope is your weakness. Tamp it down,. Embrace the eminent disaster. Of that lonely life,. Like in those movies nobody really likes. To watch because they are too real. Secretly every night,. Let this end,. Then it ends,.
Do You Know, Love? | warpedwater
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From a well of warped thoughts. Do You Know, Love? How your smile is the sweetest breeze on a lovely day? How your touch sends comets through my veins? And that I am slowly, wonderfully coming back to life. Each moment you call me yours. I wonder if you truly understand,. How these few days of us,. Feel to me like a lifetime of light. If you know,. That my joy is once again in flight,. All because you saw me, for more than this vessel. All because you see my substance, and hold me in your arms anyway.
Beautiful Dreamer | warpedwater
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From a well of warped thoughts. There was nothing wrong with her, nor was there anything right. She lived in a dimension of everlasting suspension, never really going anywhere. Living from day to day in a world that seemed so large and scary,. In a tiny prison built by her own fear. She went from day to day on auto pilot,. Wake up, eat, go to work, eat, go home, eat and sleep. A steady monotonous cycle that only got broken with the occassional. She was plain, normal, boring. One day, she woke up,. Rock &...
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Our Daily Abyss: REVERIE
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Rant with style, at least try to. Saturday, November 8, 2014. It has been a year since. But she was taken away from me. I listened to no one. Their words were vague and blurry, but I seemed to recall phrases of apologies, condolences; remarks of enthusiasm, hands clasping my shoulders—as if any of these would make me forget the undeniable fact. I will never be whole again. Then she stops looking back. So she visited me while I lay awake. Finally, in the middle of the night I see her face on the bathroom ...
Our Daily Abyss: Deconstruct This! (Diary of the Frustrated Literature Teacher Entry 2)
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Rant with style, at least try to. Thursday, November 6, 2014. Diary of the Frustrated Literature Teacher Entry 2). Ten slow minutes and the bell would ring. But I saw from my students no eagerness for freedom like fixing their bags in advance- Readying to be dismissed and from this prison called the classroom. Previously, we have been taking on songs and this was our entry into poetry. The discussion was going on quite well, the students were engaged, many took time to answer and even ask questions a...
Our Daily Abyss: December 2014
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Rant with style, at least try to. Sunday, December 7, 2014. Digital painting by rondeevb posted on www.deviantart.com. Due to an unexpected turn of events, I am sitting with a middle-aged woman in a cab. In a language my heart knows so well but my tongue alienates, she asks, “Nalpas mu mo’y ihkul mu? With ease, I reply, “Ohm. Mun-ngunowa’ mo, anti.”. Swiftly, I comb through my memory for a name, but I find none. Embarrassed, I ask, “ngane eh bo’y ngadan mu, anti? Frustrating how the tongue never makes it...
Our Daily Abyss: Book Review: The Seven Fires of Mademoiselle
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Rant with style, at least try to. Wednesday, June 17, 2015. Book Review: The Seven Fires of Mademoiselle. The man must make the first move" so declares the unbelievably beautiful nanny Mademoiselle who finally falls in love not among with her many admirers but with a disinterested, balding fireman. Why with him when there are more handsome, and well off others? More importantly, how do you make a man make the first move? Fast and Fun Facts:. Got it from: Bookends Baguio. I Think I too am balding :).
The LOTUS POOL: 2014-01-19
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Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders and insanity of having a child. Thursday, January 23, 2014. My tag says 70,861… three more and I’m next. I, born out of rape – my mother, helpless for she was chained. At birth, taken away from her and imprisoned in a battery pen. I wasn’t alone. There were others like me, stolen from their mothers. For weeks I hear her bellowing for me. But I could only cry back longing for her snuggle. Which I was forbidden to drink. September...
The LOTUS POOL: 2013-05-19
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Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders and insanity of having a child. Tuesday, May 21, 2013. Once upon a time in a faraway farm. A few days after my birth. I was pink and cuddly. Then the demon came. And cut my tail. My testicles ripped off. Now, pink no more. Just bloody red and sore. No more tails to curl and chase. No more balls to wiggle and wear. Links to this post. Monday, May 20, 2013. I cry to wash my fears. I smile to honor her years. Links to this post.
The LOTUS POOL: 2013-09-08
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Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders and insanity of having a child. Friday, September 13, 2013. Born of the oldest star. A gift from the clearest sky. Molded from the cup of the vast universe. Made from the spark of a single atom. Enclosed in a human soul. With a chi of a tender heart. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Stop and the smell the flowers is an old quote, and for my child, he took that to another level - - Stop and smell All .
The LOTUS POOL: Stellar Dust
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Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders and insanity of having a child. Friday, September 13, 2013. Born of the oldest star. A gift from the clearest sky. Molded from the cup of the vast universe. Made from the spark of a single atom. Enclosed in a human soul. With a chi of a tender heart. Burning with a fervent heart. It is through love that you’re a living star. Though you reach for the highest sky. And voyage across the empty universe. Hollered from the blast of a ...
The LOTUS POOL: Maturugen ni Kai…
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Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders and insanity of having a child. Monday, September 15, 2014. Maturugen ni Kai…. 8220;Skype. Goodnight uncle. Baba ta. kiss ni lolo. Kiss ni lola skype”. Ngem inhabol na,. 8220;Kiss pay ni pusa ijay libro. Kiss ni Teddy,. Kiss ni Lily,. Kiss ni iguana,. Kiss ni moo,. Goodnight pay Bonsai ken Bansai jay ruwar. Awan jay sun”. 8220;Awan jay moon”. Napan naturog jay bulan. Intan metten maturog ijay kwarto. Bangonak kiss pay mama.
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warpedviews | Just another WordPress.com site
Skip to main content. Skip to secondary content. Just another WordPress.com site. If you think your hard enough…. October 17, 2011. 8220;Come and have go. Go on! You know you want too…swing a punch I don’t mind. I won’t hit back either. Beat me to a fucking pulp if you’d really like…”. Think about that sentence and what it could mean…. 8230;Domestic Violence is not the one…. 8230;and neither is Animal Cruelty…. 8230;Think. Actions speak louder than words. And tagged Animal Cruelty. September 13, 2011.
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An MET : Vampire The Masquerade Database. Welcome to the Milwaukee UT Database. Here you can manage your characters, submit downtimes, interact with storytellers, and find out more about what's happening in our chronicle. Register an account with us to begin managing your characters! Posted 1 Year 2 Months. I have got a LOT done on the website and we are almost ready to begin testing features and looking for bugs. As of this post, I have purged all active characters in the database.
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Mdash; Stuff to make you think. Thinking in diagrams; a developer’s guide to learning to love drawing design. There are many paths, many shoes, and many feet. Designing chopsticks, a completely trivial example. Let’s take a simple problem of design: how do chopsticks work? We can imagine them as a mechanical problem, as a software service problem, or as a manufacturing problem. Which style of diagram would help you come up with a design for some choice chopsticks? Of course this is a Venn diagram, a joke...
No Reason to Leave | A Women's Dilemma
No Reason to Leave. A Women's Dilemma. 10 Pitfalls to Avoid: #3 Jumping from the Frying Pan to the Fire. March 28, 2011. Can you explain exactly what it was that drew you to the person you chose to marry? Realistically, it is not likely to be a project for your near future. Can you picture yourself as a single mother, without a man? What kind of men are interested in marrying a divorced woman with children? 09 Pitfalls to Avoid: #2 Making Decisions Without Doing Research. March 25, 2011. Most people will...
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warpedwater | from a well of warped thoughts
From a well of warped thoughts. Bull;June 22, 2015 • Leave a Comment. Each time I am sure the depths have come to an end,. You disarm me and prove me wrong. And I continue in my descent. Here it is before you beloved. The unraveled depths of my soul. You can ruin me with one stroke. I have come undone,. I lay at your feet in my most resolved state,. Naked and bare in every sense. I have held nothing back. All you have to do is speak,. My walls shatter and my heart is fortified,. I am yours, and you, mine.
Warped Ways
If you decide to take what i write here seriously or get offended. Then that is your problem, not mine. Sunday, 21 July 2013. My Break Is Over, Words and An Idea. Oh its so long since I have written a blog, this place feels as neglected as Jimmy Saviles rotting cock. But that is all going to change, I am back. Did I really start a blog post with a very stupid Savile joke? Why the long break you may ask? 8221; or (My personal favourite) “Go fuck yourself! 8221;, do you honestly think I haven't tried?
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Warped Weaver
Monday, December 03, 2012. Here are a few token nature pics:. Black bear fishing along the Cowichan River:. Another shot of Anna's Hummingbird. I did take a bunch of pictures at a family luncheon yesterday which was fun. These are pictures of my family. Son-in-law was working and I didn't feel I had the right to post pictures of other members of the family without their permissions. I actually have trouble closing my sock drawer since it is bulging with all my home-made socks. Thursday, October 25, 2012.
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The Warped Weavers Guild provides local weavers, spinners and fiber artists an opportunity to interact, mutually inspire and encourage standards of excellence. Our craft has deep historical roots on which we are eager to build. Our mission is to preserve the past and create for the future and to share our knowledge of fiber arts. The guild welcomes fiber lovers of all levels of proficiency and in all fiber related arts. You will enjoy the warm, friendly, sharing atmosphere of our membership! Bel Air, MD.
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