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hmmmm, base living, YUM
Ok things i want to understand (write about) : the importance of celibacy Or knowing when and why to have...
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cleansing and shit
today was the first day of the salt-water flush part of my cleanse here's more on it: http://curezone.com/cleanse/bowel/master_cleanse.asp http://www.bc1.com/~vitagem/Master_Cleanser.htm it...
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funerals and lemons
Funerals. There's been a lot of Funerals lately Leo's had three at his church no pastor around there remembers such...
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"who's gonna carry us home? who's gonna wait til the morning?"
"as the ladies line their eyes as the drunks make their excuses as the talk is going cheap i'll be...
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Today was a different day
Today... is a different day i said to myself yesterday when i had a visitor around noon and spent a...
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God and Surgery
so a friend of mine named Eli sent me an essay he wrote on God for a friend's contest on...
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passing out of anger into early morning thoughts
anger seething anger. i arrived Home yesterday to see that one of our Neighbours had bulldozed our drive way. he...
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angry, and a few other things on the way home
"never again, i said, never again" says the black man giving us a monologue at the back of the bus...
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hi, i'm back
Odd. i'm sitting here in an internet cafe different one from the last time ---oh i didn't write from there...
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2003— HERE WE COME!
so, i've just back-logued a little journal project i had in 2003 i met some guy on the internet who...
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exhaling in love
eating too much. eli called and we talked while i ate the poison cake bought for $2.99 not full ov...
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what about my lover?
i love the warmth of the briar still after the smoking is done hands wrapt around it in the whoorring...
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on the bus – – – getting out of town – – – bye bye… for a while
momma let me start all over cradle me oh momma cradle me again" other precious things i have been reminded...
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after falling (catching my self with every step)
Ah yeah nothing lyke typing a bit to put a boy to sleep we sing our selves our own bedtime...
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