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Poetressing: August 2006
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The Essence of the Feminine Rising speaks through many voices. Thursday, August 31, 2006. You say it wasn’t about the feminine rising. But, of course it was. With an overabundance of yang and not enough yin,. A microcosmic example of a greater reality,. A living allegory and allusion,. The feminine is rising. Although, yin can sometimes be frightening. Her moisture so consuming. Yang is so dry. The feminine is rising. Belly speak blows the mind. The feminine is rising. Wednesday, August 30, 2006. Filled ...
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The Hue-Man Race: February 2007
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Trodding through the years of looking for me, led to the caverns of knowing that me was something more intricate then the design I had imagined I was the artisan of. View my complete profile. Unique Speak Boutique Blog. Saturday, February 3, 2007. Explosions - A Life Metaphor. Did the explosive breaking of nature intend for us to have a free range of choice between negative explosions and positive, like the weather can storm or nourish? Are we possibly connected to the whole in this manner? The beauty of...
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The Hue-Man Race: Sheltered
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Trodding through the years of looking for me, led to the caverns of knowing that me was something more intricate then the design I had imagined I was the artisan of. View my complete profile. Unique Speak Boutique Blog. Sunday, March 11, 2007. What happens to those who peek out of the small shelters of temporality they were initially protected by and make those first steps into the greater world, the greater mind, the greater experience? Are they lost and frightened? Does an umbrella solve the conundrum?
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The Hue-Man Race: Wardrobe in the Land of Mumbo Jumbo
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Trodding through the years of looking for me, led to the caverns of knowing that me was something more intricate then the design I had imagined I was the artisan of. View my complete profile. Unique Speak Boutique Blog. Saturday, March 8, 2008. Wardrobe in the Land of Mumbo Jumbo. Propaganda with bass scores in its music theme,. Call to fear caverns in the caves of unconsciousness. Media manipulation beats up the bored mind. Looking for zones to grow vegetables in,. Eating on emptiness costumed as full.
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The Hue-Man Race: March 2008
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Trodding through the years of looking for me, led to the caverns of knowing that me was something more intricate then the design I had imagined I was the artisan of. View my complete profile. Unique Speak Boutique Blog. Saturday, March 8, 2008. Wardrobe in the Land of Mumbo Jumbo. Propaganda with bass scores in its music theme,. Call to fear caverns in the caves of unconsciousness. Media manipulation beats up the bored mind. Looking for zones to grow vegetables in,. Eating on emptiness costumed as full.
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The Hue-Man Race: January 2008
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Trodding through the years of looking for me, led to the caverns of knowing that me was something more intricate then the design I had imagined I was the artisan of. View my complete profile. Unique Speak Boutique Blog. Sunday, January 20, 2008. The Art of Listening. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Hue-man’s continue to race each other for the invisible prize: What could it be?
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Neuron Clicks: December 2007
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Word fire indulgences, skitterings and other mad poetic revelings. Thursday, December 6, 2007. Congo was an elitist who spoke in parables. His sofa reeked of blue cheese and wheat crackers. With pen in hand he placed his mark in places for iconclasts. His bow tie lay across the desk in blatant disregard. Fear rested on his pinky finger and joy in the index. His marvels dressed in pink chiffon and his pains in packaged pudding. Pristina’s voice entered over the intercom. Tell Roge I am ready for passion.
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Poetressing: Walking
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The Essence of the Feminine Rising speaks through many voices. Saturday, January 27, 2007. The soles of our feminine feet. Long for hallowed ground. We, whose feet are those of internal Empresses,. Queens, Daughters of Royalty. We, who trod the landscapes where. Princesses and High Priestesses dwell. We, who walk through this world. We, who wear the fragrance of soul scapes. Hold this secret dear, as it is this secret which. Carries us where we could not go by ourselves. View my complete profile.
