Saturday May, 14th 2055
Dear disenfranchised muse,
It is once again Saturn Day, and I garnish the usual Massini wrinkle resistant black dress shirt, black slacks, black slip on shoes w/ handsom silver buckles, Perhaps something in my earlier studies RE: planets and their corresponding colors, moods, something about the providence of this reoccuring day every week, has inspired in me a healthy respect that...
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Dear disenfranchised muse,
It is once again Saturn Day, and I garnish the usual Massini wrinkle resistant black dress shirt, black slacks, black slip on shoes w/ handsom silver buckles, Perhaps something in my earlier studies RE: planets and their corresponding colors, moods, something about the providence of this reoccuring day every week, has inspired in me a healthy respect that...
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hj:
Very curious indeed.
kristie:
2055?? Oh shit, I'm really late! LOL
Dear disenfranchised muse,
It is once again Saturn Day, and I garnish the usual Massini wrinkle resistant black dress shirt, black slacks, black slip on shoes w/ handsom silver buckles, Perhaps something in my earlier studies RE: planets and their corresponding colors, moods, something about the providence of this reoccuring day every week, has inspired in me a healthy respect that you set your watch...
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It is once again Saturn Day, and I garnish the usual Massini wrinkle resistant black dress shirt, black slacks, black slip on shoes w/ handsom silver buckles, Perhaps something in my earlier studies RE: planets and their corresponding colors, moods, something about the providence of this reoccuring day every week, has inspired in me a healthy respect that you set your watch...
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Thursday, May 12, 2005
9:44:26 PM
Dear Green Man,
The pinnacle of the threaded muse has circumvented to compliment the trial of these laborious conditions, and having consolidated their noble efforts, instills the laurels of mirth to fan the degradations upon this heavy brow. The sandals of Socrates welcome the stone filled earth, just as the lime of the dead seek the readied ointments of...
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9:44:26 PM
Dear Green Man,
The pinnacle of the threaded muse has circumvented to compliment the trial of these laborious conditions, and having consolidated their noble efforts, instills the laurels of mirth to fan the degradations upon this heavy brow. The sandals of Socrates welcome the stone filled earth, just as the lime of the dead seek the readied ointments of...
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Wednesday, May 11, 2005
10:34:27 PM
Dearest and Sweetest fruit of the vine,
What lessons have you brought from the other side? This carnal drive to photosynthesize the enormous magistrate that grins ear to ear, relays no punctuality, nor gestates with the all too familiar vehicle of the mind. Try as I may, the nostalgia of memory fails to induce a riotous and welcome violation...
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10:34:27 PM
Dearest and Sweetest fruit of the vine,
What lessons have you brought from the other side? This carnal drive to photosynthesize the enormous magistrate that grins ear to ear, relays no punctuality, nor gestates with the all too familiar vehicle of the mind. Try as I may, the nostalgia of memory fails to induce a riotous and welcome violation...
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Dear me oh my,
Quite by accident, my daughter and I had yellow dinners. I fasioned some, corn, cheesy rice, corn dogs for her, and quiche for me. We planted some carrots, and basil, and had blueberries and cherries for dessert! It's the small things I tell ya. xoxo
Now the bull horns of Machiavelli lower once again to playfully greet the dawn!
Yours,
Shaun
Quite by accident, my daughter and I had yellow dinners. I fasioned some, corn, cheesy rice, corn dogs for her, and quiche for me. We planted some carrots, and basil, and had blueberries and cherries for dessert! It's the small things I tell ya. xoxo
Now the bull horns of Machiavelli lower once again to playfully greet the dawn!
Yours,
Shaun
dappergatsby:
Damn I love your writin'....
here's to ya!
~J
here's to ya!
~J
Dear Diary,
Today I awoke with the early dizzy light, and drove the usual 45 minutes to work and diverted 6 blocks to my pre planned run within the forest of Sharon Woods. My early jaunt loosened the wax of my mind and set the natural opiate spiked pituitary cocktail better than any corner bag exchanging dirty hands. I saw a doe and thanked her....
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Today I awoke with the early dizzy light, and drove the usual 45 minutes to work and diverted 6 blocks to my pre planned run within the forest of Sharon Woods. My early jaunt loosened the wax of my mind and set the natural opiate spiked pituitary cocktail better than any corner bag exchanging dirty hands. I saw a doe and thanked her....
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kristie:
Funny thinking of you in the "real world"! Like at a desk. lol
Before I forget again, another favorite book from childhood is The Velveteen Rabbit. Poor little rabbit always gets forgotten...
Thanks for your inspiring little tale about my situation.
I love me some Twilight Zone, fo' real yo.
I should add that to my profile list...
Kiki
Before I forget again, another favorite book from childhood is The Velveteen Rabbit. Poor little rabbit always gets forgotten...
Thanks for your inspiring little tale about my situation.
I love me some Twilight Zone, fo' real yo.
I should add that to my profile list...
KikiDear Friend,
Empathy warms my heart as milk fed doves perch within the blue shadow's of a morning's half frozen light. I will lower my eyes to meet you there in the vally of secrets. And I will greet each eyelid with a kiss. Come without warning bearing the illuminati's robe, for we shall tarry through the promiatory garden of roses and shatter the oppressive...
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Empathy warms my heart as milk fed doves perch within the blue shadow's of a morning's half frozen light. I will lower my eyes to meet you there in the vally of secrets. And I will greet each eyelid with a kiss. Come without warning bearing the illuminati's robe, for we shall tarry through the promiatory garden of roses and shatter the oppressive...
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kristie:
Dearest,
Little ballerinas are heartbreakingly adorable. My nephew is watching me right now and he is telling me to post this guy:
He says it is for his mom. lol
Ok, you asked me a question...what was it... oh! The first book I remember reading. I'm pretty sure it was Green Eggs & Ham. But the standout books from childhood are Are You There God, It's Me Margaret and Where the Red Fern Grows. I sobbed and sobbed when I read Red Fern!! Oh my God, I thought I would just fucking die! What can I say, I've always had a flair for the dramatic.
I used to pretend I was asleep, then I would get up and open the curtains in my bedroom and read by moonlight. I also found a radio station for the blind, and I would listen to the DJs reading books. Both were excellent escapes for me; my childhood was pretty rough.
I'm doing ok, except for the whole job-hating thing! I really think it is sucking the life from me. I don't think I can handle it much longer. We are leaving for New Orleans on the 28th and I am soooo ready for it. There is a certain peace that comes from going home. The smells, the food, the family... A feeling of being rooted.
Much love, Kiki
Little ballerinas are heartbreakingly adorable. My nephew is watching me right now and he is telling me to post this guy:
He says it is for his mom. lol
Ok, you asked me a question...what was it... oh! The first book I remember reading. I'm pretty sure it was Green Eggs & Ham. But the standout books from childhood are Are You There God, It's Me Margaret and Where the Red Fern Grows. I sobbed and sobbed when I read Red Fern!! Oh my God, I thought I would just fucking die! What can I say, I've always had a flair for the dramatic.
I used to pretend I was asleep, then I would get up and open the curtains in my bedroom and read by moonlight. I also found a radio station for the blind, and I would listen to the DJs reading books. Both were excellent escapes for me; my childhood was pretty rough.
I'm doing ok, except for the whole job-hating thing! I really think it is sucking the life from me. I don't think I can handle it much longer. We are leaving for New Orleans on the 28th and I am soooo ready for it. There is a certain peace that comes from going home. The smells, the food, the family... A feeling of being rooted.
Much love, Kiki
Not so Dear,
And oh how I tire. Not once failing to produce the tyranny that moves the firmament, riddled with an irridecscent glow.
~S~
And oh how I tire. Not once failing to produce the tyranny that moves the firmament, riddled with an irridecscent glow.
~S~
kristie:
My verb? Hmmm. Is this a trick question? 
My verb is anticipate. What is your adjective?
You asked about The Poisonwood Bible. It is an amazing book! A minister takes his wife and daughters with him on a mission to the African Congo...craziness ensues. I read it while I was in Cancun a few years ago. When I finished the last page, I literally turned back to the first and read it a second time.
How are you?
Kiki
My verb is anticipate. What is your adjective?
You asked about The Poisonwood Bible. It is an amazing book! A minister takes his wife and daughters with him on a mission to the African Congo...craziness ensues. I read it while I was in Cancun a few years ago. When I finished the last page, I literally turned back to the first and read it a second time.
How are you?
KikiDear Bric er Brack,
Do you feel the pourous bones of infamy and seek to squeltch the fountainhead of such said youth to feast upon the horn of burnt ruins and ashes smelling frankinscence and iron ore?
The wet metal of a sanguin fleur permeates within the orchid of her skin. Am I to know this prominatory intelligence and satiate a momentary sphynx to unbutton...
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Do you feel the pourous bones of infamy and seek to squeltch the fountainhead of such said youth to feast upon the horn of burnt ruins and ashes smelling frankinscence and iron ore?
The wet metal of a sanguin fleur permeates within the orchid of her skin. Am I to know this prominatory intelligence and satiate a momentary sphynx to unbutton...
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Dear Cornocopia,
If you could but for two turns spend an idle fraction splitting the atomic nest egg with the softest kiss, you would see that the leperous harrangue will dispell the smoke filled mirage and allow a meaningful embrace that should not be without the coat of arms of a tactile and clear mind. Puntuation of love illuminated that fractured key that feasts on...
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If you could but for two turns spend an idle fraction splitting the atomic nest egg with the softest kiss, you would see that the leperous harrangue will dispell the smoke filled mirage and allow a meaningful embrace that should not be without the coat of arms of a tactile and clear mind. Puntuation of love illuminated that fractured key that feasts on...
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kristie:
There you are.
Exes and ohhhhs! Oh my!
There you are.
Exes and ohhhhs! Oh my!
Dear Sir or Madam,
Touch the concave recess of my muted self, as elders burn six spotted owls just hear me scream and awaken running like a comet with sparks falling off these metal heels and star shaped spokes. That was how I felt this morning. If I was half full, I am surely pourous as the cracked mud of an endless desert. Bring me...
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Touch the concave recess of my muted self, as elders burn six spotted owls just hear me scream and awaken running like a comet with sparks falling off these metal heels and star shaped spokes. That was how I felt this morning. If I was half full, I am surely pourous as the cracked mud of an endless desert. Bring me...
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kristie:
Hmm... maybe you didn't hear me. I said:
Hee hee
Just kiddin'
Hope you are well out there.
Hee hee
Just kiddin'
Hope you are well out there.
To whom it may concern,
The gray suppressed warmth of this day only instigates the stammering basilisk to scratch the swollen meringue hue within the clouds . For a moment as I watch this small black fuzz doing tight concentric circles instigated by the ceiling fan on the floor to my left; I am brought to relish thanks that the coffee will soon have me...
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The gray suppressed warmth of this day only instigates the stammering basilisk to scratch the swollen meringue hue within the clouds . For a moment as I watch this small black fuzz doing tight concentric circles instigated by the ceiling fan on the floor to my left; I am brought to relish thanks that the coffee will soon have me...
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kristie:
Hello friend. Hope you are well! I'm exhausted and am happy vegging out here on the couch.
K
K