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Man in Space
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Wednesday, November 29, 2006. I won’t pretend to be coy- because I know what I want. Posted by The Paradoxical Pariah at 3:47 PM. Bubbles in the Bath. The Day of the Dragon. I love to love people, in lots of interesting and unusual ways! I want to be a child, I can't wait to grow old, at any given moment I can feel completely confident and totaly insecure. View my complete profile. Love, Hope, Sex, Dreams.
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Man in Space: Anna's Picnic
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Wednesday, March 21, 2007. Anna's picnic was a simple affair. That first spring day. With the wildflowers stretching. Upward after a long rest. And the kisses that landed. Lightly on her cheeks. And lips like the misty morning dew. Steady as a calendar. Life came to that spot. The one with the windmill. And the grass that the children. Rolled on while kisses landed. On cheeks and lips. More firmly now planted.
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Man in Space: Fragile Felines and Feelings of Pink
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Friday, March 09, 2007. Fragile Felines and Feelings of Pink. She sees the opportunity of an open door before her. She'll sit right at the threshold wagging her tail and you can see the wheels of her mind turning. It looks fun. What's out there? Scary I'm going to go, wait no, I'm not.". Then, it happened, the day came when she actually stepped outside. Her whole body made it outside for about five minute...
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Man in Space: Questions for Heaven
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Tuesday, November 28, 2006. Feel the sun in my eyes. Swat that clumsy fly. Woke me up from a dream about Heaven. Yawn a quick little prayer. And get up at a quarter to seven. Mirror catches my stare. Got some nice pillow hair. And I smile all the way to the bathroom. Scratch my whiskery chin. Now my cranium swims. With questions I can't wait to ask You. Like why did You bother with so many stars? I want to be...
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Man in Space: November 2004
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Tuesday, November 30, 2004. The whole idea of it makes me feel like I'm comming down with something,. Something worse than any stomach ache or the headaches I get from reading in bad light-. A kind of measles of the spirit,. A mumps of the psyche,. A chicken pox of the soul. You tell me it's too early to be looking back,. But that is because you have forgotten the perfect simplicity of being one. I need to ju...
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Man in Space: That Time was Forever
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I'm that person you know, in the crowd, the one who sometimes is laughing just a litte too loud. Tuesday, August 14, 2007. That Time was Forever. Languidly his eyes blinked. In the evening light and he lay. The thump, thump. Of his beating heart. I love you.". How time shifts and moves. As if in a dream. She turns and rests her gaze. Upon his naked frame,. The house that holds. That which rarely can be held,. Reminding him of why. And why and why. Posted by The Paradoxical Pariah at 7:48 AM.
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(un)Veilings: August 2006
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Au revoir, Merci beaucoup, and Hey! Birds of many feathers Part II: As long as the birds can get high enough to see beyond the crevasse. Birds of many feathers (as long as we don't talk about feathers). Only birds of a feather? Inside the divided self. The things on which we writers stand. On loving too many things at once. On being a me kind of tree. Shusaku Endo: Deep River. Richard Rohr: Everything Belongs. Sue Monk Kidd: Dance of the Dissident Daughter. Sue Monk Kidd: The Secret Life of Bees. From th...
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Ed Horch: Completely Nonymous
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Ed Horch: Completely Nonymous. Breaking things, Part 1. Breaking things, Part 1. Since Ive always seen LJ as less ephemeral than FB, this does kind of belong here.]. Until last year, I had never broken a bone. I had no idea what it might feel like. Then on Fathers Day, it happened. My right foot went half off some pavement, my ankle turned way inside, and I and everyone around me heard what sounded like the loudest knuckle crack ever. It hurt, but only about a 5 or 6 on the ten-point scale.
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Ed Horch: Completely Nonymous
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Ed Horch: Completely Nonymous. 10 most recent entries. What should Barilla do? We all know about Barilla CEO Guido Barillas icky homophobic comments, and the half-hearted apology. It looks as though Barillas 25% U.S. market share is about to suffer a noticeable drop as a result. What now? Can the U.S.operation go against the home office in Italy? I like Barillas products. My kids love pasta, and Barilla Plus is one of the few pastas out there that adds protein while still looking and tasting like bas...
