Tag Archives: life

for example

the last post-reblog (somehow missed how to add a note or comment) from the end of 2013 while in Romania. That makes sense too: those 3 wonderful years in Bucharest. Yeah the chatter was voluminous and nearly constant – but … Continue reading

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yeah it could be a brainwashing

maybe the brainwashing does not go on as a consciously planned operation. But as someone said: examine results. Examine results of undergoing a steady diet of information served without dilution from another world and that world’s mind; personal issues, opinions, … Continue reading

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Oh Houston, looks like we got a big problem without a visible solution

Since those fateful moments a few days ago of learning that what I immensely enjoy diddling with does have a name or more like brother/sister as in image/photo manipulation, which falls under the general graphic arts umbrella, seems like every … Continue reading

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note from self to self

Red alarm flares groan about danger as in there is this web that your head is presently a prisoner in. When did you last let a destiny draw whatever card that happens to fall and let the feet write the … Continue reading

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saturation

I guess anything ought to be fair game. I say so after experiences expressly designed to drive men bonkers. They entail rabbit holes. They know their cute noses and twitches and whiskers are explicitly irresistible. Thank someone managing the Universe … Continue reading

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this poetry’s ditch

Yesterday’s meander so happily lackadaisical had to someday taper into an uphill grinding slog just when the season turneth to thaw, and the meadows level and lush in virgin whites and decadent reds a fountain’s busy pummeling trims, all carry … Continue reading

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turning things around

I sense what I will believe is a habit related to an ancient root; a spell that is designed to dangle a tempting treat promised to the compliant puppet; being obedient in sacrifice to a foreign, and highly alien pantheon … Continue reading

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