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Some days, sun. Some days, clouds.

Life is a rhythm. It is just a centrifugal and centripetal rhythm. Everything falls apart and comes together, falls apart and comes together ........

I get that but the falling apart and coming together know no timing. You don't decide the rhythm. You're just part of it. Exist in it, don't fight it. The part cannot conquer the whole. Ok, just read this:

Existence is vast and you cannot force your own ways on it. You have to watch where it is going and you have to follow.

An ignorant man is always pushing the river according to his idea. A wise man has no ideas of his own. He is simply watching where nature flows; he flows with it. He has no ego to push; he has no conflict with nature. He is not trying to conquer nature; he understands the foolishness of it, that it cannot be conquered.

The goal is not a fixed phenomenon. Everywhere is the goal, you only have to allow it. Every moment is the peak, you have to allow it.

No more of this, "I can get THAT?" Of course you can. Maybe your past hasn't been indicative of this. Do what you need to do. If things don't work out the way you intend, remember there will be something else. Somewhere. Everywhere.

Dammit! 'Cause I said so!

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I do art and work and mope about homework without actually getting any done. It's amazing that I've gotten this far in college--in fact, I'm amazed that I'm getting out in 4 years with a 3.5 GPA. (Well, unless this current semester has anything to do with it...)

Dave....

Don't Dave....

I can feel it....



Dave...





Dave....

You're alot more grown up than I think you realize...You'll find out soon enough though. Standing on your own two feet, outside the reach of anyone's shadow will prove that to you, and everyone around you.

You know I love you girl, just prep with lube, I'll be there.

Leave and leave now!

Getting the hell out of my go-nowhere hometown was the best thing I ever did with my life.

While driving I wrote notes on everything I could, whether it made sense or not. After writing it out at home, I've found it to be quite scary. There was a definite message.

Oh and Tom Waits, The Piano has been Drinking. I win.

yeah, the bled. oh and poison the well of course....one word: nerdy

blah i hate cars , why isn't there GOOD mass transit everywhere. then i could live wherever i wanted
the bloody nose demon and i have apparently made up, no more bloody face or boogers.

who the hell thinks you should know who you are? i am 2 years away from 30 and i don't have a CLUE and i dont think i'm very close to knowing either. maybe around 75 or something??

I bet that was awkward.

Thanks for the happy birthday.

I hear your moving to Ohio. Good luck.

Yeah, I can imagine. It would probably be better to give you guys more time before trying to be stay friends.

Wish i could help you out with 108's Holyname. The only exposure I've ever had of them is Songs of Seperation. Although I do have the Judas Factor cd where I think I'm the only person in the world who doesn't think its half bad.

love u J. hang in there

K just got a call from Bell Tire...my timing chain is broken. They dont do that heavy of engine work. So I called a place that is nearby and they estimated between 800 and 1500 dollars to fix it Now to figure out what to do next

yes, yes he is.

he is the brains behind the whole operation after all. He knows exactly which plug to pull.

Your gonna have to change your name from Fuck to Love.

You going to Kira's bar Saturday night? If so, I'll probably see ya there.

Thanks. love ya too. call you tonight.

Well then ... thanks for sharin'.

and a memory. Well there aren't many since I've not been here very long. I'd venture a guess though, that no matter the time, the memory would remain the same ...

Max and Bronson

Oh great, Fuck .... tears.

And haha .. great fuck.

Well I guess. Or maybe it was more about a great fuck.

Fuck! It's always about you fuck.