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Two eyes in a forest, open wideLook them about a blood drenched skyTwo feet, two hands incarnadineTwo hearts, one dead, one yet alive'Mimara' she calls'Mimara' I listenWho am I, what am I, why do I bleedwhere am I, why am I, what do I needI stand with feet, bare save for the slickI breathe between lips, dry save for the sickI follow the voice that roused me from sleepEach step as silent as the

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O birdI brought you forth, but can’t find your wingsYou speak words or sing songs, I can’t tell whichCan you sing words? Can you speak a song?Can I break from my bonds and fly?Not INot youWe are creatures resigned to futures we can’t seeWe are sculptures, you and I, we can’t breatheHearts of stone, or oak, or something hard, denseFrom a broken tower I watch the world dieAbandon pretence, swallow

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Last Song on Earth 1. If the world was ending and you could listen to one song, what would it be?Each Coming Night, by Iron and Wine 2. How did you first come across that song?When listening to the Iron and Wine album on which that song resides. I listened to this song over and over the one night, feeling terribly sad and crying the whole time. It was a rough time, I was trying to take myself

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What spark, in the darkIn disingenuous embers glows the face of a lost loverTrickle in the feelings, feel the tickle of tears down your cheeksIt reeks of emotion, And emptinessHollow the trunks of dead trees and empty the gust of dead breezesMake real your imaginary friends Make an army to fight the real demonsWhat shark, the dark body of water that last lets loose the dead dreamEight days

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Return! Return! The voices chant, and I respond. I have had a rather busy time lately. There's just so much happening, I don't even know where to start! I suppose if I posted more frequently, as things happened, then I wouldn't have this problem. It makes posts more daunting to make, but that much more rewarding. So we went to Niagara falls, had a good time, came home earlier than expected

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Have you ever caught yourself grinding your teeth? It's usually related to stress. I have been grinding my teeth non-stop all day. Bruxism usually occurs at night, sub-consciously, but mine is pretty constant. I have been trying to stay diligent, and focus on not grinding, but every time my thoughts starts to drift into my worries, I realize I'm doing it again. It is leading to jaw pain, and I

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I wrote this a couple ays back, the title is above, and has specific meaning. I don't think it's finished, there are a couple of line which I feel are...inelegant, at best. We will see what you think of them.Edit: I have made some changes, some based on suggestion, some based on my own feelings, please revisit!A voice like honey drips From lungs like steelA fusion of machine and man,The

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Tell me what you think. Tell me how it makes you feel!

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And you shall know them by the colour of their eyes.On the dawn of the new day shall come the three. They will bring with them the great suffering which will be the first step down the path to great prosperity. One cannot achieve greatness without trials, and the three will bring those, true. You will surely know them by the colour of their eyes, for they will be like no other. Not blue, like the

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I sit in a fog that is entirely my own. Unknown to the world and unknown to me, this fog is the truth and it will not set me free. I am a wanderer, true, and I wander to and fro, but finding no path can only last for so long.Physical illness and malaise develops into mental illness and malaise, the sicker I feel the sadder I am, and there's no answer except to wait patiently for the seas to swell

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Lo, did the wanderer burst forth, breaking all bonds of nature and civilization.He came unto a land, and he called it his land, and there, did he establish a desk. More desks were planned, soon, a desk empire would surely stand. But all must start with one, and this was good.The desk became a foundation for two computers, and lo, they were good computers. Well, one was good. Shh.Soon after, the

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Hey there. true believers! It's amazing what a good bath and shower can do, isn't it? I haven't had a shower that good in...a long time. A very long time. This is the first night in Portofino, but not in our unit, not yet. We still need counter tops, appliances, plumbing and blinds, so we're being put up in the guest suite on the fifteenth floor. It is basically a hotel room, bed, bathroom and

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...but you say he just a friend.Seriously, it's in my head.I sold my TV today (Sorry Bra), I mean, I've had no interest in any of my stuff, and today everyone wanted the TV. I had to be fair, I guess. W-Evs.I am so busy lately, I am so looking forward to maxin' and relaxin' once the move is done and we are settled. There is just so much to do,l and I feel like there is not enough time. Also, my

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We are creeping ever forward. The countdown is grossly inaccurate, as the unit will certainly be done before June 1st. Our kitchen cabinets were shipped today, so allow for delivery time and then installation time, then there is just some polish left and our until is done.Excited to move, but woefully unprepared.I set up two of the new Gallos and the Sub, as well. I wasn't sure what to expect,

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I am tired and kind of grumpy. Also very excited though! It's a jumble, really. Not much else to say. We're going to for Thai food tonight, at a friend's cousin's restaurant, so that seems exciting.Ok, I have to go now, my car is ready! The tire was repaired! huzzah!Ok bye.

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We are slowly moving forward. The tiles are in at the condo! They look awesome! Why is the light flashing on my xbox controller? Only time will tell. Maybe it's a bomb! Gasp! Maybe I'M a bomb!We bought a TV today! Yay! Hurrah! It was on sale at the shop of the future, and it's a great set and the price was right, so we said: "Hey let's get it!" and we did. Also, it fits PERFECTLY in the RDV.

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The big move is coming closer and closer. Well, not the big move, I guess. The moderate move is coming closer. The moderate move, precursor to the big move. I am finding that buying a new TV is stressful. Not like before, before I would look at TVs, and delighted in taking my time, finding the best picture for the best price, enjoying the search. As soon as you tack a deadline on that, even if

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It's driving me crazy, having all these ideas bouncing around inside my tiny little skull. I feel like I'm out of sync with the world, like I don't belong in this place or time. I long for the epic quest, the saving of the world through daring deeds. Maybe not even saving the world, maybe just being here while the world is ending, feeling as though something was happening.I think I just realized

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Feeling better today. Talked about what was going on, got some solutions nailed down, and a course of action. I bought new work shoes, too. I'm super excited about them, because I've always wanted Dr Marten's, so when I saw that had slip on casual/dress shoes I got them. They were expensive, but I've learned that you should not skimp out on shoes, especially when you spend eight hours a day in

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And then I burst forth from the darkness, the cold steel in my hand glinting in the pale moonlight. A spark of red peeks at you from the end of my knife, and then nothing, as I bury it where no one can see.I'm have a rough week. It just seems like a thousand little things are going wrong, and it feels like God is trying to tell me something. I'm praying and I'm praying, but maybe I can't stop

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Peaple need sleep, right? But how good is sleep when it is fitful, resetless, and aggravating? All week I have been sleeping poorly. I wake up many times in the night, feeling aggravated and incredibly confused. Dreams consist mainly of working, so, not very fun or restful. This morning, my first chance to sleep in, I woke up at 8am, which is normal. What was abnormal about the morning, however,

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Don't want to be an oily man!Seriously though, changes are being underwent. We're moving! Next Month! Hurrah for us! We made a decision in the last couple days, which I am not going to post more about here at this time, as I haven't told Holly yet, and I'd rather tell her before all of you, even though all of you consists of mostly her, and some Dude and Mum, who both already know because we

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Too tired to speak, too busy to sleep.too dead to breathe, too heavy to leave.I was up until 3 AM doing work. I was trying to scramble and complete as much as I could of a remote connect task, but it was hopeless. Things just kept going wrong, and I'm frustrated and exhausted and I wish so much that I could just go back and lie down in bed. But I have responsibilities, I have to go to work, and I

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I've finally done it. I entered a competition. While I'm sure that I will be rejected in the most embarrassing fashion, truly, the fact that I did this much should be celebrated. They said a poem of any length, so I entered two short poems and one 800 word poem. Besides the poem I posted earlier, I entered:--Whither ThitherA man had fumbled with his lifeFrom his early days of strifeHe attempted

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Seriosuly, I must have at least THREE readers now! C'est incroyable! I really am going to have to think about self hosting soon, I don't know if Blogger's servers can handle my massive throughput. I guess I'll just have to scrape $30,000 together for a data centre...But seriously, Holly forwarded me a poetry competition, and I think I'm going to enter a few poems. I can enter three, so I think

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Step one is to take the first book you lay eyes on that fits the rules. Not your favorite book, but the closest at hand:The rules are as follows…1. The book must be over 123 pages.2. Find page 123 in the book.3. Find the first 5 sentences.4. Post the next 3 sentences.5. Tag other peopleBook: Diamonds Are Forever, Ian Fleming"The joint favourites, No1, Mr C.V. Whitney's Come Again, and No3. Mr

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I just got back from Chatham! I went to Morpeth for dinner (Dad made ribs, fantastic!), and then dropped in to hang with Andy for a while. We eventually went to subway and had a great time acting crazy mainly for the benefit of the kid at Subway. I proceeded to ask him which school he went to, and he goes to the one which is not the one Little Bird goes to, so he didn't know her, go figure.We

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Here's a poem. I like it. It is my most recent. 5 points to whomever can guess when!--What of the Deadand what of the cold dawnwhat of the lightthat creeps o'er the mountainsand freezes us allwhat of the childwhat of the nightthe darkness that buriesand ruins us allwhat of the wordsthat were never saidto the loved one lay dyingor already deadwhat of the sparklewhat of the tearsthe division of

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Hey Kiddos! I am getting pretty fed up with myself. I am lazy and out of shape. Also, I do not mean lazy as in the purely physical sense, but also in the mental, and especially creative, sense. I have ideas in my head that need to be released. I have stories that beg to be told. However, their captors are stronger than initially anticipated. i have fears that keep my ideas locked up. I have a

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I am not dead!My jambalaya, however, is another matter...Love,Dondro

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Hey there, true believers! Are you tired of me? Are you sick of my lies and deceit, and my excuses? Well then I free you! Be slaves to me no longer, for those that believe not the truth shall believe not anything. I am sick of being lame. I want to create something epic, something that people will tell their friends about, something tangible that I can be proud of. I have poems, but I don't

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So I go to bed, all dreamy like. All of a sudden I'm up, I've just realized: I am to be married in 6 days!!! SIX. This is far too little time, why wasn't I informed sooner? I don't have time to sleep! There is too much to do!!

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Alas, I think the project's secrecy has been done away with. I believe only one person doesn't know (sorry, Dude), and he will shortly, I'm sure.I got a TV! Oh wait, no, no, that's not good, it has no A/V inputs!!! FARK!! FARK FARK FARK!!! That means I'd have to get an RF Modulator (and no, the original NES RF switch WILL NOT work, I tried it.), and if I'm going to buy an RF modulator, that will

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Hey there, true believers, I Have commenced work on a to secret project. I cannot give you any details now, as I am still in the research phase. However, this weekend may be "the weekend" where I begin construction on what is destined to be the future of household fun. Well, for me it is. If anyone has a Used 20"-27" TV that they are looking to get rid of, let me know asap! ASAP stands for

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Ok, if you read my previous post, you'll see that I absolutely LOVED transformers. Now, that movie changed some things about the original show, which is not only understandable, but expected. A movie today can not be 100% like the show or book it was adapted from I understand that, I really do.Watching the Harry Potter movie was like watching a movie that was made by someone who didn't read the

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Hey everyone. I saw transformers tonight, with my fiancee and my nephew. I must say that, though I was expecting a terrible butchering of my beloved robots in disguise, the movie was, as my nephew put it best, PHENOMENAL. Absolutely amazing. I loved every single second of it. The acting and effects and writing and plot all blended so perfectly, I really must say that the crew, along with director

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Just thought you guys might like to know this. I finally fell asleep, finally. All of a sudden, I'm sitting up in bed, with a mouth full of vomit. Hot sticky chunky acid vomit. Run to toilet; vomit. Rinse mouth with water; dry heave. Gulp Pepto Bismol in panic; throw up panick bismol. Call Mal, make her worry. Stupid Dan.Now that I can clear my throat without vomit coming up, I'm going to go

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Okay, so it's mid-afternoon on a Saturday. I'm wearing my favourite shorts, which, some of you may know, were brutally ripped the other day. They are so old an worn that they didn't even rip on a seam. The fabric just sort of came apart. I'm going to miss the little guys, especially because I can't find any shorts that aren't retarded. Why are there so many pockets? I only require four, you can

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Hey true believers.I am the tired.Be back later.

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State Farm.D'Arcy Marentette.D'Arcy Marentette's staff.They're about to need to health insurance.P.S. Saw the trailer for HP5 (against my wishes) I am checking every day to see when I can get my advance tickets.

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So ten days have passed, I apologize to the inter web. I have been so busy, so wonderfully busy, that I have been too tired at night to blog, so now that I've just had a nice sleep-in, I think I can take a minute to update this, on the off chance that some lone wanderer stumbles across my blog and becomes morally offended that I have not been updating in a timely fashion. I know that this is

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So, after the worst sleep ever on Tuesday night, due mainly to my incredibly awesome panic attack at 2am, I failed my first cert. Very, very upsetting, because I only failed by about 2 questions. Just goes to show that sometimes studying doesn't help, if you don't study the right book, wink wink, nudge nudge. Anyways, I came home after that and was, obviously in a terribly pissy mood. I was

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Went out to Morpeth tonight, for dinner and computer fixin'. Also, I did laundry (Hurrah for clean clothes!). I'm nervous about the job interview tomorrow. I don't know why I get so nervous, especially when I know I can do the job, and do it well. How I long to be a sysadmin...(sigh).Anyways, on the way home, Mal and I decided to take our honeymoon in the Maritimes. Which is a great idea,

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Well, I've missed a day now. Officially it will look like two, but, I assure you, due to an error in time, it is only one. Today was a very standard day, I went to the crazy landscape place (aircraft hangar) and performed some security updates, as well as a program install. Mostly I was just there making sure Cloudy didn't commit suicide/homicide. After that it was off to Holly's to watch the

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Hey everyone who doesn't read this. I'm listening to Moonbabies, and I am heartily enjoying them. They've got a jangly but surreal environmental feel about them, similar to Explosions in the Sky, but with lyrics. I can't say much about the lyrics, except that they go really well with the music, you can tell that the singer(s) are really into it. Which is good.To sum this up, I highly recommend

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Here starts an experiment. I will write here, I will emote here. I will attempt to make frequent updates, and hopefully this will relieve some of my stress. As I write I can already feel my eye stop twitching. It hasn't done that recently.I think mostly my posts will be experimental short writing, or maybe chapters of a book that I am always writing in my head. If you know me, you know that no

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