Tuesday, May 26, 2009

'The crisp light bedeviled me. I was unsure of direction and scale.'
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Sunday, May 17, 2009

'Humility wears its cloak like gold in the weave of a glove. Humanity does the very same thing.'

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'Once I deamed in technicolor, but none of it was you.'
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'We tend to accede to loss by interfering with all other things. Our intentions, usually the worst, are complicated by money and greed. Ideals actually have very little to do with anything.'
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

'I saw the hands of a hundred men, all breaking things in two.'
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'You. You will curry me favor with nothing.'
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Saturday, May 09, 2009

'Right smack dab in the middle of this life, I await you with a message for the world - all things are lies, and what you see is not really there at all. Only represented, instead, by 'words'.'
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'As time winds down, everything takes longer and longer. Instead of 'enormous changes at the last minute', it now seems to be 'enormous minutes at the last changes.'
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'I have fortified my heart while waiting for 'something' - with the idea of it all making sense. Yet, none of it ever seems to do so. A crazy fracture, a twisted Paris of some screaming heart. The awakening nightmare of a man still lost at sea.'
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'The indentured heart was always someone's servant.'
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