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Looks like I'm picking up where life dropped me off last... Just got an acceptance letter to finish my degree at a great design school in Philly. I have to admit I'm more than a little worried about it but glad it'll finally be done"I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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CHANGEinWAVES wrote:Looks like I'm picking up where life dropped me off last... Just got an acceptance letter to finish my degree at a great design school in Philly. I have to admit I'm more than a little worried about it but glad it'll finally be done
That is awesome news. Congrats0 -
I was thinking about cod- psychologists who write nonsensical, remote diagnoses of celebrities in the media. I was particularly thinking how there's been an explosion of this sort of guff following the death of Amy Winehouse. So, I wrote this:
http://healthmad.com/mental-health/amy- ... ournalism/0 -
Can you get through today...
without saying no
without saying don't
to your children?Post edited by pandora on0 -
The yard of this house is like a demanding husband! I can spend hours a day working to take care of it and there's still always a lot left to do.&&&&&&&&&&&&&&0
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love
what a wonderful thing
think i'll go down to the landfill and watch the rats matefor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
After 6 years of grad school, I am very, very concerned that this PhD might have been a waste of time....sad.0
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can people still disappoint you when you are expecting it?0
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pandora wrote:can people still disappoint you when you are expecting it?for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
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so much is far away
every song a lifetime
rolling into one
ahead or behind
when you hear crying
life has been tasted again
or begun into never endlessness
where crafting perfection
steals the show
just nothing seems to fit here
but heard are burns
fingered are flames
cramming into broken holes
made of stonefor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
feeling like shit
brings out writing
being poor as shit
brings out writing
when misreable is it
brings out writing
in total thanking the church
brings out writing
water knows swimmingfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
kiss
they're off and running
going to where lost is found
in the halls of old circuses
painted in black and white images
where deaf and blind tightrope walkers
climb to the sun
while slipping down below
clouds are one and two
and as their expanse sways to the music of nowhere land
i myself
rise up as if a swarm of honeybees has grabbed me by my ankles
and delivered me to her bedside of pain and joy
she has to be the ringmaster
or clown's broken down comedy routine
me i just smile as the crowd moans and cries
filling this midnight round up
with excitement and horror
her beauty fills the bigtop
like a hotair balloon gathering canyons exploding with daisies
and finally color
so they can all smile across the bleachers
but it's mostly mine and hers
that are felt touching unchained elephants
leading to be
freedom across the street
a different continent altogetherfor poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce0 -
chadwick wrote:kiss
they're off and running
going to where lost is found
in the halls of old circuses
painted in black and white images
where deaf and blind tightrope walkers
climb to the sun
while slipping down below
clouds are one and two
and as their expanse sways to the music of nowhere land
i myself
rise up as if a swarm of honeybees has grabbed me by my ankles
and delivered me to her bedside of pain and joy
she has to be the ringmaster
or clown's broken down comedy routine
me i just smile as the crowd moans and cries
filling this midnight round up
with excitement and horror
her beauty fills the bigtop
like a hotair balloon gathering canyons exploding with daisies
and finally color
so they can all smile across the bleachers
but it's mostly mine and hers
that are felt touching unchained elephants
leading to be
freedom across the street
a different continent altogether
That is something!0 -
Today I swam and played like I was an 8yr old again... There's nothing quite like a full day of smiling and giggling, it felt great."I'm not present, I'm a drug that makes you dream"0
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it never ceases to amaze when a hypocrit continues to decry others for some of what they're themself guilty of & won't man up to*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
angels share laughter
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