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Window.devicePixelRatio*screen.width 'x' window.devicePixelRatio*screen.height) :(screen.width 'x' screen.height) ; this.removeAttribute('onclick')" class="mi". Window.devicePixelRatio*screen.width 'x' window.devicePixelRatio*screen.height) :(screen.width 'x' screen.height) ; this.removeAttribute('onclick')". Flamenco - for the ears only. Self-portrait on pastel. I think I need a scanner. Replaced the original with a scanned one. Nov 11, 2008. Jan 3, 2009. Browse More Like This. August 12, 2007.

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walking to infinity: Fellowship

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Friday, August 18, 2006. These are things everyone enjoys. Tonight i experienced something i've sorely missed in my life - fellowship. All these things i never saw myself doing. Yet there i was, enjoying myself in the company of good people. My fellows. My friends. We asked for the Spirit, and it came down upon us. It entered our hearts and made us glow, and we were as stars.

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walking to infinity: January 2007

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Tuesday, January 23, 2007. I look up at the sky and see nothing but gray. Clouds obscure my vision, the sun does not shine. The world has lost its color. I see no vividness in my surroundings. Everything is just gray. Not today, though. Today, there's no sun. The reds are not as red, the world is not as beautiful. Somewhere, the sun is shining. I hope, in time, it will shine on me again.

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walking to infinity: May 2008

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. What is a man? Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Wednesday, May 07, 2008. What is a man? What makes a man? It's not age. A boy sometimes stays a boy. Years are not equivalent to experience. Is it experience then? Perhaps. Experience makes a person grow. But experiences alone may turn a boy into something else other than a man. What is a man? A man is love. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).

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walking to infinity: Acknowledgment

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Thursday, April 23, 2009. This is the actual acknowledgment part of the thesis. :)*. While this project is mostly a personal achievement, I would like to take the time to thank those that influenced my life, contributed to the project at some stage and helped me get back on my feet when I thought I would never finish. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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walking to infinity: August 2006

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Sunday, August 27, 2006. A young woman has told police she escaped a kidnapper after being held for eight years in a sealed garage, apparently resolving a missing child case that shook Austria." . more. Wow 8 years is a long time. I can't imagine being locked up for eight long years. And then what happened? So, what's happening now? Friday, August 18, 2006. We asked for the Spirit, and it came down...

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walking to infinity: What is a man?

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. What is a man? Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Wednesday, May 07, 2008. What is a man? What makes a man? It's not age. A boy sometimes stays a boy. Years are not equivalent to experience. Is it experience then? Perhaps. Experience makes a person grow. But experiences alone may turn a boy into something else other than a man. What is a man? A man is love. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).

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walking to infinity: My Special Sun.. and other nonsense

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There's always another place to go. View my complete profile. My Special Sun. and other nonsense. Forks in the Road. Yani Lives To Tell A Tale. Monday, January 28, 2008. My Special Sun. and other nonsense. 8220;My special sun”. Was how I described her. It was how you. I see her everyday. And I think to myself. That woman is special. Everyone can see it. But she’s even more than that. To me…I mean, to you. The way she walks,. The way she talks,. Even the way she sits and writes,. And that smile,. But a pa...