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What did I say???????: On the Matter of Perspective
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What did I say? Wednesday, April 18, 2007. On the Matter of Perspective. 8220;Suggest away, Garion. Right now, I’ll listen to anything.” He (Zakath) looked reprovingly at the black and white kitten who was biting his knuckles again. “Not so hard,” he murmured, tapping the ferocious little beast on the nose with his forefinger. The kitten laid back its ears and growled a squeaky little growl at him. 8220;That’s an interesting observation. Go on.”. 8220;So I’ve noticed. What’s the solution? 8220;That’...
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May the stars watch over you: Pain
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May the stars watch over you. Thursday, May 31, 2007. On a more serious note than my last post, I was just wondering about the sadder side of life. Like the time when you thought nothing would ever be all right again, or when you just broke up with your boyfriend/girlfriend and you thought the world would come to and end? Only it didn't, did it? The world went on. And in some ways that's kinda annoying. Just found out the world doesn't revolve around you after all. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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May the stars watch over you: Lost
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May the stars watch over you. Wednesday, April 4, 2007. Sparkling eyes and a quick tongue. For beauty not for use. To be what she cannot. Than she really is. Of her inner being. Only seeing the thin veneer. Of those already lost. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Felling of a Tree. And Now.Star song. Wherever in, Somewhere. View my complete profile.
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May the stars watch over you: The Felling of a Tree
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May the stars watch over you. Wednesday, April 18, 2007. The Felling of a Tree. So at last it is time. Beneath me I can feel them. So tiny, so insignificant. And yet in their hands they hold the power. A lifetime of memories. My branches quiver as they. Shouting their meaningless talk. Shove into my roots. Their sharp needles of pain. That they are carelessly. All that I contain? My memories of darkness, under the rich warm soil. Then struggling, a struggle that no man could ever comprehend,. The war tha...
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May the stars watch over you: March 2007
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May the stars watch over you. Thursday, March 29, 2007. Stars dancing over you. Moonbeams soft and blue. Shine in the gathering twilight. Shine in your drowsy clouding sight. Lift up all your sorrow. Save it for tomorrow. Close your eyes and rest. May your sleep be blessed. Wednesday, March 28, 2007. On the wild open plain,. On the wild open plain,. And on the wild open plain,. Tear through the empty silence,. That can shake the high and lonely hills. The calls of cowboys. Galloping on their horses,.
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May the stars watch over you: Lullaby
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May the stars watch over you. Thursday, March 29, 2007. Stars dancing over you. Moonbeams soft and blue. Shine in the gathering twilight. Shine in your drowsy clouding sight. Lift up all your sorrow. Save it for tomorrow. Close your eyes and rest. May your sleep be blessed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). On the Matter of Cats. Five Ways to Drive Your Parents Mad. Secret Journal of Aragorn Elessar during the Fello. Just Another Normal Day for the Only Sane Member o. Pirates of the Caribbean.
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Rainbow Drawings: Wat is aRt!
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Thursday, March 29, 2007. Drawing and coloring is art. Cooking is alsoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo art. I like to cook. A pig is Pink. I agree. nice blog. March 29, 2007 at 8:24 AM. I really love drawing, too. You should try oil pastels, because the colors blend well. March 31, 2007 at 9:43 AM. I like to cook ( surpriseingly. April 5, 2007 at 8:41 AM. Pink, I mean. July 7, 2007 at 4:27 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Was Raised By Disturbing Parents. What Did I Say?
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Rainbow Drawings: First Bite
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Thursday, April 12, 2007. I picked up the fried worm with a fork, put it in my mouth, and worm juice came out all over the place. It was hot and crunchy. The worm tasted like dirt. Biting through it was so nasty. It smelled like rotten eggs. It was slimy going down my throat. Only one more to go. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I Was Raised By Disturbing Parents. My Crazy Cat, Peco (Weston's Blog). Star Song (Chris's Blog). What Did I Say? What I Do On Saturdays. The Problem in the Lunchroom.
