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the giving of thanks Current mood: determinedI am thankful for the warmth of the sun, for the tiny little buds that rip forth from the branches as the snow thaws. For the smell of winter, the magical...
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the giving of thanks Current mood: determinedI am thankful for the warmth of the sun, for the tiny little buds that rip forth from the branches as the snow thaws. For the smell of winter, the magical...
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There it is again, it knows no quiet in my presence.Singing softly...sweetly, with that same golden stillness I have know since my first moments in a body.A quiet ephemeral voice that evaporates like ...
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There it is again, it knows no quiet in my presence.Singing softly...sweetly, with that same golden stillness I have know since my first moments in a body.A quiet ephemeral voice that evaporates like ...
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These on and off bits are streaming from computer to a wi-fi network on an intranet on a Korean air flight from Jakarta to Seoul. The are bouncing from this airplane to earth on a beautiful starry nig...
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These on and off bits are streaming from computer to a wi-fi network on an intranet on a Korean air flight from Jakarta to Seoul. The are bouncing from this airplane to earth on a beautiful starry nig...
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A blank page…..
My favorite feeling in the world.
I remember when I was about 11 or 12. Something that my father did for me that I really appreciated, he would bring me a couple blank cassettes no...
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A blank page…..
My favorite feeling in the world.
I remember when I was about 11 or 12. Something that my father did for me that I really appreciated, he would bring me a couple blank cassettes no...
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What a journey this year has been. One of the hardest, most confusing, turbulent, powerful, constructive, exhausting, overwhelming, important, frustrating, cacophonous, yet creative and beautiful year...
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What a journey this year has been. One of the hardest, most confusing, turbulent, powerful, constructive, exhausting, overwhelming, important, frustrating, cacophonous, yet creative and beautiful year...
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There it is again. That blurry haze of glowing lights. Grids of life expanding to the horizon in every direction. Los Angeles. The temptress. All things it proclaims to be, its not. Not all of them at...
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There it is again. That blurry haze of glowing lights. Grids of life expanding to the horizon in every direction. Los Angeles. The temptress. All things it proclaims to be, its not. Not all of them at...
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Okay note to selves, Buenos Aires is far. Like really really far. Imagine when walking and sailing were the primary means of transportation. Not to mention if you got hurt or bitten by some strange cr...
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Okay note to selves, Buenos Aires is far. Like really really far. Imagine when walking and sailing were the primary means of transportation. Not to mention if you got hurt or bitten by some strange cr...
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I am on a plane to Chile.
Boredom could not even begin to describe where my head is at.
I just made a bunch of patches for my plug-in. They sound fucking sick, it’s just hard to program, because i...
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BT21 Nov 2007 | de blog.myspace.com/mrbt
the giving of thanks Current mood: determinedI am thankful for the warmth of the sun, for the tiny little buds that rip forth from the branches as the snow thaws. For the smell of winter, the magical...