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I told you so | The ignoramus
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Koel Son →. Raquo; I told you so. I told you so. August 7, 2013. What had happened was pretty unfortunate. Nobody could have suspected Rashid to show that violent streak, nobody. It must have been the heat, some. Opined later. Others, having a more psychological bent, discussed away some hypothesis about both the aggresor’s and the victim’s mental states,. A person outside the group heard it and decided to bring the whole group around to his point of view, at the end of which a different person would now.
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Koel Son | The ignoramus
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I told you so. A split in the night sky →. Raquo; Koel Son. September 23, 2013. 8220;He is different”, the two would complain. They bit, snapped at him and maintained in their sweet chirpy voices, he is different. This entry was posted in Scribblings. I told you so. A split in the night sky →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. I told you so.
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Other interests | The ignoramus
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Raquo; Other interests. Lots They change by the day. By the hour sometimes. Here’s one very very interesting short film! Is a short film by Holly Klein about the make-believe adventures of two little girls. She cross stitched all of the characters and scenes, and then animated them. In an interview about the project, Klein wrote:. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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A Rope and a Knife | The ignoramus
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Raquo; A Rope and a Knife. A Rope and a Knife. July 19, 2016. You and me are not different now, we are the same, we know the same. It’s not a haze though, it’s a cloud. It’s a dark cloud that you wish would make you wet with big poisonous drops of rain. She is not holding your hand anymore. There must be a reason why you are alone in this downpour. Do you remember? You take out the wriggling goldfish from your pocket ,let it settle nicely into the cup of your palms and let the rain wash over it. Create a...
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The Ignoramus | The ignoramus
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Raquo; Articles posted by The Ignoramus. Author Archives: The Ignoramus. A Rope and a Knife. July 19, 2016. You and me are not different now, we are the same, we know the same. It’s not a haze though, it’s a cloud. It’s a dark cloud that you wish would make you wet with big poisonous drops of rain. She is not holding your hand anymore. There must be a reason why you are alone in this downpour. Do you remember? You and the goldfish are not different now, you are the same. October 1, 2013. That fades and e...
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The Gentian | The ignoramus
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I told you so →. Raquo; The Gentian. August 3, 2013. The blue gentians lay at the head of the grave nestled in a heap of snow, their blueness a strange reminder of the contrast between the living and the dead,. Of what lay beneath and what lay atop. “Beloved wife” , the tomstone whispered softly into the ears of anyone who cared to cast a glance. The old stone, spoke. Yet, she was gone. All he wanted was that half cookie, and a bunch of gentians now, for her grave, until the day he the gentian finall...
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A split in the night sky | The ignoramus
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Sail away →. Raquo; A split in the night sky. A split in the night sky. September 24, 2013. I stink of nightly wisdom, slithering though a starless sky. It wanders and naked upon the horizon, lies invisible. Waits for a glimmer or for the smell of rain, and. In so many words as the breath allows, speaks feverishly. Of the inside and the outside, as distant from clarity. As the smoke rising from the burning woods, obscured. By big wet drops of teary fountains, sleepy eyes. Sail away →. A Rope and a Knife.
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Sail away | The ignoramus
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A split in the night sky. A Rope and a Knife →. Raquo; Sail away. October 1, 2013. This entry was posted in Scribblings. A split in the night sky. A Rope and a Knife →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. A Rope and a Knife.
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Newer posts →. Choosing ‘Me’. June 14, 2013. Under the folds of pretense , in imitating ourselves. We abscinde the self , shredding and ripping at the white matter. Cloaked in the words of the past, stretching to fill in the gaps. Unclothed naked to the inside eyes, the inside mouth and the inside ears. Spewing colours onto a blind mans canvas, driving orange coloured. Daggers into the flesh of the virgin underneath. Behind the velvet curtains, in a hard place,Where the moss turns a bright shade of green.