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venting machine.
history.
A given
1985, east coast, servitude to the nation.
confused, clarity-hungry shapeshifter.
badminton, ktv, the bigscreen, slumber.
soccer, surfing, pool, relationships.
analytical & brain-churning communication.
GOD.
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fitness
Subway
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Monday, April 24, 2006
3:49 am
The underdogs and misfits rise up, against all odds, to prominence and jubilation.
We always revel in what transpires there. Is this the subconscious soullish cries of our cores?
But everything comes as nothing and the other way round too. I just can't explain it here- it was such an opportune moment, this click of realization. The mystery thus keeps its status quo.
Another couple of projects handled smoothly again today. But also the very first time I'm recognizing it!! Wasting of time on guilt is the coy ploy exploiting the minimalist minds of ours.
The standard oneness of Myself is simply enjoying Life and every bit it's made of. I'm gonna infect your world. Some of the eye-openers today, have never ever made me border on missing the point. So since nothing is blown away unreasonably, the mind's sound. The love fills. The power learns.
The desperation in trust is coming on to me. Wear off then wear off la.
(Fulfillment of some items on my to-do list. 3. Beefed up.)
IT IS FINISHED.
I'm all alone now..and quivering. When you're at the end of yourself FOR NONE TO BENEFIT, what then? Time to settle some scores; some old debts. WEF now, Still Small Voice You reign.
doodled
XD
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