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force of nurture

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"Look round this universe. What an immense profusion of beings animated and organized, sensible and active! But inspect a little more narrowly these living existences. How hostile and destructive to each other! How insufficient all of them for their own happiness!"- David Humewe are small and insignificant and unimportant.. and it is beautiful

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My Blog

The Demon of Relativism Revised

  Some thoughts that inspired some thoughts:.... From The End of Faith by Sam Harris, a section entitled The Demon of Relativism....  Relativism(&) seems to offer a rationa...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Jul 2009 17:40:00 GMT

Painter

Wish I were good with colors I said But jealousys my green  Wish I could see what she sees But all I see is red   Im an artist as good with grey  As grey is with bleak Bl...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Jun 2009 12:07:00 GMT

Marco Polo

There is a dull acheShe breathes beneathMy rib cageShe tugs at my fearsShe trims them with laceThere is a soft voiceShe whispers and screams It seemsAll in one breathShe says Hide and seek There is a ...
Posted by on Sun, 08 Mar 2009 12:50:00 GMT

When She Speaks

I love when her silence is weakenedI hear it when she breathesThe struggle between her pretenceMisjudged and rejected And all her softest partsCallused over and protected I love when her weakness is s...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Dec 2008 09:34:00 GMT

The Ache

We're getting closer Can you feel it?The heavy shadedAnticipationThrobbing in the green of the treesTheir silent longingFor the jewel toned shadesOf hibernationCan you feel it?The acheSkin is just ski...
Posted by on Tue, 16 Sep 2008 00:49:00 GMT

I See Her

She speaks in color: sinking grays and fiery reds breath life to the empty white of silence, of distance, of the phone lines in the absence of her skin. She knows how beauty should look. So she paints...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Jun 2008 00:26:00 GMT

The Old Woman

The old woman she knocks Hard and hollow voice creeksWhispers of myths and legends Knowing the stuff of whichHer sad heart speaks Is that of pleasure Or painBut stillOld and rottingReal or feigned I l...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 07:00:00 GMT

Pretty Words, Ugly Feeling

The Beautiful OneIt is not She I seeWhen I look in the mirrorNo it is notSheI want to runAwayI want to runRun towards the beautiful oneI want to hideAwayI want to hideConfide in the darkest corners My...
Posted by on Sat, 03 May 2008 01:15:00 GMT

Some Thoughts and Some More

Below are a few of my opinions about topics that are intertwined at a basic level but otherwise unrelated, that need to be taken out of my head and placed neatly into words for the purpose of others t...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Mar 2008 18:36:00 GMT

so poetic n stuff.

I wish you wouldn’tI wish you wouldn’t share your thoughts with meI wish you didn’t love(her)So fearlesslyI wish you wouldn’t laugh so LovelyI really wish you wouldn’tI w...
Posted by on Sun, 16 Mar 2008 01:50:00 GMT