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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. Thursday, March 3, 2011. Five, six, seven. the first one ...

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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. Thursday, March 3, 2011. Five, six, seven. the first one ...

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Digressive Monologues: November 2011

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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.

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Digressive Monologues: a new story

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Thursday, March 3, 2011. Children streaming in, joyful and joyless, bags tied to backs. taking their seats, quietly and noisily, waiting for authority to address their curiosity. one, two, three, four. the seconds pass, the minutes fly, the hours inflame their impatience. they are, of course, not sitting anymore. You play games. Come back already. June 24, 2011 at 10:39 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason.

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Digressive Monologues: resist

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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. This comment has been removed by the author.

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Digressive Monologues: February 2010

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Saturday, February 20, 2010. She stared at me and I said Hello. I said Hello and she said Go away never come back please stop pestering me. Everyone is looking at us can we go to your room and talk? I will stay. You pestering idiot. I pestering idiot. You absolute ass. I absolute ass. Don't play with me. You are playing with me. Shut up. Only if you don't tell me to go away again. You little little what are you doing with me? I am staying with you. I don't love you. So you concede? Keeper Of The Stars.

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Digressive Monologues: December 2010

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Sunday, December 19, 2010. Twirling, twirling. magic fingers, or so they say. displacing atoms and creating patterns. twirling. He stumbles out of the library, wielding ancient wisdom. a momentary glance and spin-spin-spin goes his mind-eyes-heart. she's twirling a stick, he's just watching. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Keeper Of The Stars. Momentary Lapse Of Reason. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 2.5 India License.

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Where Dreams Are Woven: April 2009

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Where Dreams Are Woven. And alternate states of reality reign. Thursday 2 April 2009. So, I created a new blog with random strips featuring the two cat things, updated whenever I feel like drawing a new one. It looks like this idea won't go away very soon, and I may as well stop filling this blog with dozens of pictures. Link here: http:/ cat-things-lalala.blogspot.com/. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My cat thing comics. Exactly what HE would do. Ah, I don't know either. View my complete profile.

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Where Dreams Are Woven: September 2008

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Where Dreams Are Woven. And alternate states of reality reign. Thursday 18 September 2008. I’ve found peace many a time;. Peace on cold lonely mountains,. Peace within ancient monasteries,. Peace in green-shrouded backwaters,. Peace by my window at midnight,. Peace always alone and serene. But I found peace most intense. While sitting on a black stone bench. With white graffiti scrawled over it. By the harbor, above the docks. It was not the calm of silence,. But of delicate sounds. My cat thing comics.

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Where Dreams Are Woven: Finding Peace

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Where Dreams Are Woven. And alternate states of reality reign. Thursday 18 September 2008. I’ve found peace many a time;. Peace on cold lonely mountains,. Peace within ancient monasteries,. Peace in green-shrouded backwaters,. Peace by my window at midnight,. Peace always alone and serene. But I found peace most intense. While sitting on a black stone bench. With white graffiti scrawled over it. By the harbor, above the docks. It was not the calm of silence,. But of delicate sounds. A nice poem. And ...

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Where Dreams Are Woven: Keepsakes

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Where Dreams Are Woven. And alternate states of reality reign. Friday 14 November 2008. I met her on the corner of the parking lot. She looked like a beautiful bellydancer with. One of those exotic foreign names like. Entiesca or Meraille or Serane or Betsy,. You know what I mean. Trippy high heels and long red dress. High collar and long hem. With a flash of riding boot peeking through. She had a cigar in her lips. A sneer in her body. A bruise on the thigh I never saw. When she saw me, she laughed.

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Hitchhiker: I will not wait for you

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Again I break from my shell.As clouds break over the dawn.And I rise.And I wait.For the music to come. Monday, 12 January 2015. I will not wait for you. I will not wait for you. Or your eyes that never turn. For the world is a wheel. And you only gather hate like dust. Sweeping forgotten toys under your bed. If your hands are not reaching out. If your arms don't graze. The grass on this field. My feet tramples with joy. If your palms aren't waves. That take me in. And little by little,. We all must forget.

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Hitchhiker: January 2015

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Again I break from my shell.As clouds break over the dawn.And I rise.And I wait.For the music to come. Monday, 12 January 2015. I will not wait for you. I will not wait for you. Or your eyes that never turn. For the world is a wheel. And you only gather hate like dust. Sweeping forgotten toys under your bed. If your hands are not reaching out. If your arms don't graze. The grass on this field. My feet tramples with joy. If your palms aren't waves. That take me in. And little by little,. We all must forget.

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Hitchhiker: Undress

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Again I break from my shell.As clouds break over the dawn.And I rise.And I wait.For the music to come. Tuesday, 21 July 2015. I see her undress. And for a second. The ink spilled over her. And freckles like stars. Love is a smile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Other shades on a similar canvas. Http:/ ramblinginc.blogspot.com/. Stranger to paradise and stranger than paradise. View my complete profile. I would like to kiss you in Places no one knows In. Its A Slow Death.

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Opening of the Trunk: May 2007

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The documentary of a Whore? She walked up and down the streets,. Dressed in her shiny top and ass-tight denim jeans. The craft of this extraordinary whore. Once, twice, thrice; men and women came back for more. Unceasingly she offered men their righteous honor,. On her and then to pay her offer. Thirty six - twenty four - thirty six,. A classic bawd unlike TV chicks. She looked in the mirror and felt no pain. No pain; that in this all she has no sensual gain. But she'd still guise and adorn herself,.

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Opening of the Trunk: April 2007

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A vision created by my Grey; I can feel it near me. Suddenly the two of us have parted and formed a separate entity. An apparition of mine,. Standing by me just to run shivers down my spine. Each time I laugh like a child,. Near me the one reminisces my actions and smiles,. The specter behind my shoulder mimes;. My guilty pleasures,. My unfaithful, ungrateful years. Not an ordinary ghoul to be gone on the turn of light. I feel it strong; laughing, as I by the second grow in fright. Links to this post.

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Hitchhiker: Golden

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Again I break from my shell.As clouds break over the dawn.And I rise.And I wait.For the music to come. Sunday, 5 April 2015. Cannot see rivers of blood. Or eyes of fire. With mouths open wide. Live to be devoured . By a ravenous tide. Pumping your fist, beating your chest. Wearing your crown of power. Shouting your forsaken sermon. From a broken tower. If your body's a vessel. Your heart's but a cage. Bring down your armies. Have you come to plunder? Or have you come to save? War makes humans rhetoric.

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Monday, November 21, 2011. Beneath the fiery glance. A trail of gentleness,. Time gently ruffles your. Conviction of my yet un-. Fulfilled role as your first. Violator, your standard of. Insincerity, your (secret). Within these gaps I. Flow, these moral slippages,. The obscure realm between. Vision and desire,. Quietly invading suspicion,. For I am formless yet, inhaled. By you as you resist. My finger on your eyes now,. My voice in your head. Thursday, March 3, 2011. Five, six, seven. the first one ...

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