That night I dreamed again.
The man in brown walked along the road, and this time I could follow. "You see, there are few objective limits. What they teach you is useful, but never accept the proposition that just because a solution satisfies a problem, that it must be the ONLY solution."
The man in brown stopped. "Look at this," he said, pointing to a...
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The man in brown walked along the road, and this time I could follow. "You see, there are few objective limits. What they teach you is useful, but never accept the proposition that just because a solution satisfies a problem, that it must be the ONLY solution."
The man in brown stopped. "Look at this," he said, pointing to a...
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well, i've decided to attempt to join the peace corps this upcoming year, and even though i've been looking for reasons to stay, i can't find anything yet. if things follow their usual pattern, then i'll find the love of my life mere hours before my plane leaves to whichever country THEY decide to send me to (which is without a doubt Africa). ugghh! i...
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another morning of recuperation from excess...ahhhhh. some food will be good, yes. food. mmmm.no clue what to do with my life. my moment of choice is upon me. funny, all my life i've been striving and struggling to attain this personal freedom, and now that i have it, i have no fucking clue what to do. i wish i was 5 again, and i could...
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to those who might pay attention to this journal...i'll be visiting the bay area for a coupla weeks, so my updates will be short but sweet. i leave you with a quote...
"all my life my heart has sought a thing i can not name"
-remembered line from a long-forgotten poem
"all my life my heart has sought a thing i can not name"
-remembered line from a long-forgotten poem
The Old Woman and the Snake
a parable
An old woman was walking down the road when she saw a gang of thugs beating a poisonous snake. She rescued the snake and carried it back to her home, where she nursed it back to health. They became friends and lived together for many months. One day they were going into town, and the old woman...
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a parable
An old woman was walking down the road when she saw a gang of thugs beating a poisonous snake. She rescued the snake and carried it back to her home, where she nursed it back to health. They became friends and lived together for many months. One day they were going into town, and the old woman...
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halox29290:
there was a real story about a guy who was a snake expert who was bit like some 20 times and he never once got mad at the snakes. he said it was his fault for being too impetuous.
do i believe in love? i tell myself to believe in nothing, but in truth evry day i hope, i cry, i scream, i laugh, i dream...that love is possible for a person like me. it's all i think about anymore. and i can't fucking stand it. it has become an undertone to my every moment, my every thought. i see it evrywhere. but i...
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halox29290:
love is elusive. it would be easier if it were simply sold in a bottle. but in truth it would not be better to find it that easily. the best part about love is that we often stumble into it, when we least expect it.
misha9999999:
it will never stop. I see myself in your writing. It will
always torture you even when you have it. When you do
find it, you will drown in it, and it will destroy you when
it's over. It's a cross that you will have to carry...
always torture you even when you have it. When you do
find it, you will drown in it, and it will destroy you when
it's over. It's a cross that you will have to carry...
Okay everyone
put away your boyish desires
Your buoyant sighs
Your rolling eyes
Your lust for roll and rock
Your lust for getting rocks off with other follies
All your desires for couch and tv
Pick up a book, pick up a shovel
Put down the gun, throw up the fist
Throw intelligent words in this game of conversation
Try a new arrangement
Dollars and...
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put away your boyish desires
Your buoyant sighs
Your rolling eyes
Your lust for roll and rock
Your lust for getting rocks off with other follies
All your desires for couch and tv
Pick up a book, pick up a shovel
Put down the gun, throw up the fist
Throw intelligent words in this game of conversation
Try a new arrangement
Dollars and...
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another friday full of solitude. this last week has been full of self-introspection. and those eyes...those eyes! they permeate my every thought. and i used to think i was intelligent and had a small hint to the Underlying Plan For All Things, but realized in fact, i'm just a lovesick fool who tricked himself into believing i'm destined for greater things. i need to wake...
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