Fleeting moments |
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Posted by on Sun, 22 Mar 2009 00:19:00 GMT |
Do a Back flip |
You should its fun!
Posted by on Sat, 27 Sep 2008 22:33:00 GMT |
Once |
Once as a young man, well not actualy much younger than I am now, I new a man in peshwar who was a hoarse thief. He used to know a passage way to sneak in to the kingdom of the hidden city of Bi...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 02:55:00 GMT |
life beats |
Life is a collage of solipsist ironies neither good nor bad. The people matter most which I admit hasn't been clear to me until of late. I used to say that nothing mattered to me. I have pondered this...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Sep 2006 11:37:00 GMT |
my little universe |
My mind lingers with the herb as I stroll down the sidewalk of life. I watch more ambitious livers, fly by me in brightly colored oil eaters. I always wonder what the big hurry is, maybe it has someth...
Posted by on Tue, 08 Aug 2006 15:24:00 GMT |
love that I have for everyone...but |
where is the love that binds me, and pulls me and ties me up into a knot......where are the eyes that I can so longingly gaze into.....where are the moments at the coffe shop that make me yours foreve...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Feb 2006 02:16:00 GMT |
Topic:Achiving enlightenmeant through Tantra |
Tantric Tibetan scriptures fallen Indulgence cosmic tingling fetish Vibrations ecstasy experience meditation enthralled cataclysmic realization eyes pulsation pure-light enrichment hot toti...
Posted by on Wed, 07 Sep 2005 01:22:00 GMT |
WHAT!! I am drunk and the inhabitions go wild...listen |
The truth is often scued and hard to see. When amidst the darkness comes a sole whose light of truth shines brighter than all. Through the mist this figure shines the light of truth, however the truth...
Posted by on Tue, 07 Jun 2005 02:04:00 GMT |
The begining of a novle that is actualy the end |
He had watched her sole wither away, a death that could only be brought on by dark magic. There was nothing he could do to stop it. The solesess blade was still stuck in his ribs. He watch...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Oct 2004 06:23:00 GMT |
Capter 1, my screenplay, and the culmanation of places |
There are many different places
that I have been to over the last few months. Each place has left me thinking
about the consequences that led me to the next. The first is a sea of evergreen
trees, and...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Oct 2004 17:21:00 GMT |
