Friday, October 13, 2006
Sun 7/16/2006 5:57 PM How Best To Control Passion and Express It, I wonder I just came back from watching some flamenco dancing by a troupe of South American women, and a male guitarist. I have to say, those women really know how to move. There were four women, but only one who was the dancer. There...
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Blog Under Construction/Pay No Attention
Wed 9/20/2006 4:42 PM A Walk In The Park I just got home, hungry, tired, and wet, but refreshed and rejuvenated from my walk. I left a couple of hours ago, uncertain of my destination, but I wanted to get out, despite the persistent rain, which started in earnest today. I dug my long, black London...
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Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Speedy, freaky, kinky, artsy, gay and sexually amorphous Capitol Hill, is where I am now, it's so close to Pill HIll, Hospital row, on 1st Hill, they adjoin each other. Piercings, tattoo parlors, cafes, men holding hands, women holding hands, flaming vermillion hair on men and women, that's Capitol...
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Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Non Illegitimi Carborundum
I've had the hardest time memorizing that phrase, or even getting the proper endings. It means "Don't Let The Bastards Wear You Down" in Latin. I had M look it up for me and print it out. We may laminate it and put it on the bulletin board above the computer. Because those are our words to live by.
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Sunday, October 8, 2006
Mopping Up A Few Loose Ends: The Past Is Not Always Sweet
In this blog I'm going to put writings that are more distant, a little more past than my current journal, On Blogit Pond, which is essentially a daily log and meditation. Here, I need to explore the pieces of the past and see how and where they fit to make up the whole of myself and life. There are...
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Monday, August 21, 2006
Notes To Self
I'll put this entry here, because it's a blog that no one ever reads and it's the middle of the night, so it'll be gone before anyone sees it. I need to sort my thoughts out. It's 3 am, almost, and my stomach hurts because my memories started coming up after M and I talked late last night, early...
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Sunday, June 25, 2006
It's A Mad, Mad, Mad World
A life is woven of past, present and the hopes and fears of the future, I believe. However advisable it is to live in the present moment, savoring its joys, the past still lives on in my heart, mind and body. I carry the shadow of it with me, and so I put it out here to examine and play with: pieces...
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