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[A heartbeat]
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Garish colours ebb and swirl,. A riotous melange of emotions. Orchre, saffron and other undulating hues,. All run amok,. In this kaleidoscopic prison of sorts,. Colourful chaos reigns supreme;. Multi-hued disorder, indeed. Yet, looking beyond the kitsch gaudiness,. One just barely begins to see whole new realms. For within the vivid vortexes,. A cornucopia of emotive sensations and sinous sentiments-. The succulent fruit encased. Within a much resented shell. A heart beat. 22:38. Oh but along the way, I ...
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[A heartbeat]
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Garish colours ebb and swirl,. A riotous melange of emotions. Orchre, saffron and other undulating hues,. All run amok,. In this kaleidoscopic prison of sorts,. Colourful chaos reigns supreme;. Multi-hued disorder, indeed. Yet, looking beyond the kitsch gaudiness,. One just barely begins to see whole new realms. For within the vivid vortexes,. A cornucopia of emotive sensations and sinous sentiments-. The succulent fruit encased. Within a much resented shell. What is world coming dude? Well well, I guess...
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numb: December 2013
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Tuesday, 31 December 2013. You can get addicted to a certain kinda sadness . Like resignation to the end, always the end . So when we found that we could not make sense . Well you said that we would still be friends But I'll admit that I was glad that it was over. Moving on to a new year. Monday, 30 December 2013. Why we should stop wondering why. Thursday, 26 December 2013. Detoxed my mind with food. ohtheirony. Wednesday, 25 December 2013. Saturday, 21 December 2013. Tuesday, 10 December 2013.
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numb: November 2014
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Thursday, 27 November 2014. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Picture Window template. Template images by Ollustrator.
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[A heartbeat]
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Garish colours ebb and swirl,. A riotous melange of emotions. Orchre, saffron and other undulating hues,. All run amok,. In this kaleidoscopic prison of sorts,. Colourful chaos reigns supreme;. Multi-hued disorder, indeed. Yet, looking beyond the kitsch gaudiness,. One just barely begins to see whole new realms. For within the vivid vortexes,. A cornucopia of emotive sensations and sinous sentiments-. The succulent fruit encased. Within a much resented shell. You get this before you leave for Japan!
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@!*&$%: July 2006
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Saturday, July 29, 2006. Taken from www.greenleavesbrownsticks.logspot.com. Let's prove the Bible is true and we are nearing the end of the last generation before Christ returns. The Bible gives us over 50 descriptions about the people at the time of the end. These fit thepeople of today perfectly, but did not fit the people of fifty years ago. Here are some:. Some would depart from the faith and go into devil worship-1 Tim 4:1. This is perfect. People would be disobeying their parents-2 Tim 3:1,2. We ca...
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@!*&$%: April 2006
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Sunday, April 23, 2006. It says so in the Bible. Easy to break away from the faith. And overlook the truth. Hard it is to ignore theories of conspiracies. Even more so to follow the traditional views. The war between Satan and God's children rages on. With minds as their battlefields. As time goes by,. All lies will be exposed and uncovered. But I hate to see people. Being claimed into the grisly claws of Satan. Posted by miaochen at 11:22 pm. The Magnitude of the Lord's love. Shiny are the stars. He sto...
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@!*&$%: August 2005
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Monday, August 29, 2005. Ya i wrote this while dat xia zi was droning on wif dat monotone of hers. rachel pek said dat it is cute. well here it goes. As i sat numbly in the dead setting of the classroom,. I looked at the SS teacher, with her mouth shooting off. How those torrents of words rushed over me,. But i was immune, absorbed in my own world. With my head bowed over my desk,. I closed my eyes and let my brain smoulder. My thoughts travelled, from governments to communists to capital.