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05/02/07
The sun sets high in the sky. Softly lit, behind the San Jacinto mountains, I sit by the pool of the Caliente Tropics. It's wednesday, some three days after the 2007 Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival. The last of weekend cohorts leaves tommorow. I cant help but feel that it's all come and gone so fast, just as it has the past two years. This was my third time coming here for this, and once again, with no regret in sight, it has been a different experience; not better, not worse, just not the same. But that's not to say it wasn't amazing, because it was, and it is, and probably will...
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ceci:
eeek
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The sun beats down hard against my pale skin. Weathered and dry, seasonably flushed...I feel true life being breathed into me. The arms of another coasting into my own in remembrance of another time in the same place. Isn't there love to be embraced inside the memory of a face? I drown my anxiety and fear of this all in the fact that...
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Between the ash of the logical and the hopes of the dreamer's you may find comfort in the fact that things will never change. The only change is people themselves, we see no consistency, but still...the ash will always pour out and the hearts will always hope. I keep the hope myself that maybe one day the logical will make things right and...
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It all starts with a coin. You find it on the street, pick it up for good luck and sooner or later you're making perfect change for a coffee. It moves through the system like heroine in a junkie, and sooner or later it ends up in the rattling coffee cup of a junkie. But you can keep your coins, I want change.

My...
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sgtsnarky:
You can keep your change, I want coins.


No, wait. I want change and coins?

Maybe just the cup...
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This I can do. I can can stand on the edge of this place and watch it crumble beneath my feet. I can run as fast as my heart will let me and when my feet give up I can flow with the winds and ebb into the sky's. I can swim out to the middle of a lake and when I give up...
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Maybe it's been so long that i've been stuck in these motions, i've just forgot exactly what i've been doing with my life. Tonight I realized what my major malfunction is and, for the first time in a long time, I think I can begin to relax. If you're wondering, it's completion.

I cant live without completion, consumption and...
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alix:
sincere congradulations!
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When I walked out the door with the only belongings I really felt a need to have, and my mom brought the rest of the stuff she thought I might want later. When I met a girl I knew nothing about and loved everything about and we made love for the first time, and when I told her I couldn't handle being with her...
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sgtsnarky:
subtle nuances of knife inflicted wounds is an art best appreciated up close. does your large screen tv have zoom?
glitch:
thanks for enjoying!!!
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Dying Breeds.

Every day I crawl out from under my sheets, sometimes just the blanket, and into the dark of the early morning I walk to the mirror. Sometimes I don't even turn on the light, these days I just get scared because the face I see is not my own. I hope that when I get dressed, eat my breakfast and go out...
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alix:
I've been thinking about what you wrote here and I agree that it is true. I do it, you've done it too; every kid looks at the elder as if they were useless. I've been trying to find the reason for it, or may be just 'a' reason. Well, I think we're all angry at the state society is in nowadays. We're all so disappointed by politics and stereotypes and taxes... that we fail to understand their purpose/to take responsibility for it (we're apart of it whether we like it or not). We've all been exposed to history and we know how it has come to this. So, that look is a look of disappointment, not disinterest (or disgust?).

Just a thought..
josephine:
wow....
i really ejoyed reading this. i have some of thoose feelings all the time and every day.

kissess boy kiss
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I looked out my window tonight, and for the first time in a while, it all felt real again. I dug out my scarf and shook out the dust, pulled a toque out of the top of closet and slipped it over my thought-filled skull. I got new gloves just the other day, so those were easy to find, and I grabbed them from the...
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josephine:
go check my set smile
alix:
lovely detailed description, i'll try that myself sometime.
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I hear them now, as they descend upon me. I am the leach in the ground, the crescent above and then the patchwork that lie below. Shifting as their eyelids do, my boxes move across and forth just as lies move across their dead set minds...and we are just as dead as I am so not, so lies consume just as they produce. They...
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