Thursday, September 2, 2004Kamala and the professor.Kamala, I hear your words and breathe in as rain falls on the ocean. - Andy He called me Kamala. It was…exquisite in a way I cannot put into words to experience what I did with him. Until, he ruined so much of it by losing what he gained and sacrificing me at the alter of his enlightenment. It’s up... Sign in to see full entry. |
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**peace** Photo by my friend Phil Easter of the northern San Diego coastline...most excellent...:)
On these virtual pages I explore the benefits of being crazy. Living life on purpose. Random musings of this nature, that look like poetry on occasion, appear in my poetry blog called "no mercy," linked below.
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