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Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
11 February, 2016

The cold settles in: more on activism, Quixotism, and the drive for a better life

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and I ran back to that hollow again the moon was just a sliver back then and I ached for my heart like some tin man when it came oh it b...
20 February, 2012

A Baboon in New York, Intermezzo (RE: 39 Years Around The Same Sun)

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Christ, I'm feeling dizzy today. And no. I'm not hungover. Really. I'm working on a new post -- describing for you, in precipito...
03 February, 2012

Tomorrow Today Forever

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I think I'll wander down to New Orleans and sit in the Saint Louis Basilica to pray. All the mad prophets say to know god, you must kno...
29 January, 2010

(One Of) The Biggest Lie(s) Of All [for my brother on his birthday]

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T here’s no way around – one day you wake up and the hangover is heavier than it used to be and the hills you walk up are steeper than yeste...
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