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Dawn Runs Amok: Five Days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. Is it like this. In death's other kingdom. At the hour when we are. Lips that would kiss. Form prayers to broken stone. TS Eliot, The Hollow Men. Five days. Twice I have tried to sleep, King Headache says No Soup For You. 8230;So, guess I’ll write an entry after all. Less and less time. It is 2:30 am on Monday, but if Albert can say that 'Time is Bunk', then I can say it is still Sunday. For I cannot sleep and there are miles yet to go…. Poke me, prod me, turn the little key ...
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Dawn Runs Amok: Cutting Time plus six days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. Cutting Time plus six days. 8220;Time has come today. The rules have changed today,. I have no place to stay, I’m thinking about the subway. The love has flown away; my tears have come and gone…. Oh, my Lord, I have to roam…. Now the time has come, there’s no place to run. I might get burned up by the sun, but I’ll have my fun. I have been loved and put aside,. I have been crushed by tumbling time…”. Joseph and Willie Chambers. Dr Green has performed a miracle and for the lif...
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Dawn Runs Amok: Rehabilitation Ward
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. I can very well do without God both in my life and in my paintings,. But I cannot, ill as I am, do without something which is greater. Than I, which is my life- the power to create."
-Vincent van Gogh. I am home now. Hospital is assuming the cowl of myth. Though as always among humans there are no Hollywood endings,. There is still our lot of suffering, and I have mine. Although the burden of my lot has lessened now, and I feel human again. Cooking my experiences down into ...
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Dawn Runs Amok: Cutting Time plus Seven days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. Cutting Time plus Seven days. 8220;We could have been anything that we wanted to be—. And it’s not too late to change. I’d be delighted to give it some thought,. Maybe you’ll agree we really ought to. We could have been anything that we wanted to be—. Yes that decision is ours. It’s been decided we’re weaker divided. Let friendship double up our powers. We could have been anything that we wanted to be—. And I’m not saying we should,. 8230;Flowers of the earth,. But here, in t...
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Dawn Runs Amok: Dawn Wakes Up
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. Ps because the gene for perverse humor predicatably showed up in his siser, I simply must share a perfect cartoon with all of you. Be sure I will bring Don a copy. http:/ www.unitedmedia.com/comics/cowandboy/index.html. Great to hear that he is fine. I read his blog and have been following. He's left a couple of messages in mine as well. It is good to hear that he is fone and I would like to send my best wishes and a speedy recovery. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Dawn Runs Amok: Twelve Days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. 8216;Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.’. Today has been truncated and crowded with howling. I slept from seven am until noon…woke up mid-vomit (yeah, it is scary) with King Headache stomping around up in my attic. I took my meds and managed to get back to sleep. I woke again at 2:30 to bright afternoon light and Ravens playing in the sky outside my window. King Headache is having his way.
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Dawn Runs Amok: Eleven Days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. Eyes I dare not meet in dreams. In death's dream kingdom. These do not appear:. There, the eyes are. Sunlight on a broken column. There, is a tree swinging. In the wind's singing. More distant and more solemn. Than a fading star. Let me be no nearer. In death's dream kingdom. Let me also wear. Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves. Behaving as the wind behaves. TS Eliot The Hollow Men. Eleven Days until I lie down and act brave,. In a disinfected field of sterilized steel.
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Dawn Runs Amok: Eight Days
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. 8220;He who can no longer pause to wonder. And stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead;. His eyes are closed.”. Jenna and her baby grrl Sofie visited. Jenna is my sister, though we don’t share blood. And Sofie could make the devil himself smile. For a little while her squirmy joy and bright laughter drove off the thunderclouds. Mom came over and we had a good heart to heart talk. There is precious little time left until I leave, holy crap. Nothing but the paint on the face of E...
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Dawn Runs Amok: Appendix
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Descensus In Cuniculi Cavum. We've moved. Join me at:. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Guerrilla Poets Insurgency. DC McKenzie, I am a Poet, human rights DA activist and 3rd. generation Alaskan. View my complete profile.
