Monday Oct 31, 2005

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I know you see my words. I know you hear my voice. I know you write them off, as a digital disgrace. In the moments passed, since I had known your face. The skin that elsewhere shown, became so commonplace. The nature of this language, so hard to comprehend. I'm only innocent, as good intentions lend. The crimes that I commit, in the secrets of your mind. Are your flashing visions, and reality entwined.



---Began Lucid Dreaming attempting to become more adept with it----
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ambrosio:
hey, man. no, not catching up on the NLP. filing most of it away for future reference. been getting more serious about magic(k) (which the NLP is great for, but i'm focused on other stuff right now). i start a stained glass (specifically, lead came) class tomorrow. want to learn more C and C++ for Palm programming. lots of writings and projects for my website waiting to happen...

i like you review of Saw 2. i still haven't seen 1. i did see Mirrormask, though, which was pretty kewl.

i might let SG go, again, when this quarter's up. not sure...

pax.
supergp:
The pungent stench of mildew emenates from the wet dungeon walls....

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