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For waikiki

Is this wonderful?

No, this is better,
It is the sight of her.

Is she beautiful?

No, she is better than that.

She is the look of a slow saxophone song.
She is the power of the night chill.
She is the dream of the starving and the desire of the saved.
She is the stairway to heaven she the elixir of earth...
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me me me all anbout me . this is an introduction

Im a slave to sound; im a thinker; I love cats; I always have an instrument with me really alway; I am retired; I live on the side of a mountain; it is my mountain (really the families mountian, but I prefer to say mine); I love to hike; I do yoga; I have a...
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500 greatest albums of all time-
Ok. Im not gona say I like music as much as the next guy. I like music way more than the next guy. I love music. Its really a sickness. I am an addict to sound. I have to have music. I have music for every mood, every situation, evey experiacne. No surprise that I like everytype of music...
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i just finished the novel Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

Lolita is a strange book. strange and disturbing. it begins as a story of a pervert. Then he becomes a delusional psychopath. I assume the point of the story is the curse of madness that accompanies such perversion. I have to agree. Not that I am failure with the same perversion. No, my curse of madness...
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I just saw a great north Korea film on snagfilms

They mention how NK portrays the US as such an evil. The guy said something to the effect of: they talk so bad about US but they are the ones that the world is so mad at that got me thinking ~ I wonder what the world does think about NK? Does the world hate them...
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Poem 082911

There is a softer place
A heaven, probably
Its for someone I guess
Maybe it goes unoccupied
It is just a dream to me
But its soft
And its soothing
And it sooths that which has been for so long

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poem: true?

Do we not sell our souls for love.
Do we not give away our dreams at night?
Do we not lose...
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Just a random thought ~
Of course God is out there, & in here and everywhere. But is god anything like what we think. Perhaps it is shear pretension to believe that we can even think at a level capable of defining God. How arrogant are we.
We are incapable of defining our universe or even seeing it all, yet there are those that categorize the creator...
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Oh yeah, the fragility; I forgot that I posted that poem I wrote. I like it. it just came to me, as they all do. It just hits me; some catalyst triggers a thought that becomes some poem. They usually flow out with little effort after the influence, which may be a sight or sound or sensation. A suicide girl for example, may set off...
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"the fragility"

Endless light, end this life
They sound so similar
Once spoken
Only a slightest inflection
Makes difference
.
Can emotion
Be so similar
That only an inflection
Tell they apart
?