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my whichcraft: DESPITE THE BLUEMOON'S DOLDRUMS
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DESPITE THE BLUEMOON'S DOLDRUMS. 160;19.1.10. You made me shiver in the cold -. Veins unraveling in commotion. My heart grew faster in beating. And, you made my eyes. Tired of waiting for nothing. You showed miniscule of affection. By the endearing shelter of fame. And fancies of my dreams. Crushed, i am now. I could not forego; and. Leave chain behind chain. I am tired but afraid -. To be wielded in the abyss again. Let go of you - forget. But i am holding on. This tells about everything i have inside.
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my whichcraft: a goodbye kiss to my maudlin afternoons
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A goodbye kiss to my maudlin afternoons. I remember that night. When your head was on my toes. And I could feel the warmth of your breathing through the layers. Of my very skin. Was that our last adieu? Or were you beseeching me back? Only the sand could tell. I strummed the guitar beneath my yellow polka dots bed sheet. What were we 213 days ago? And what have become of us now? But all I heard was a broken resonance. When will my fingers ever learn to play with those wound. For the noise I created.
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The soul that lives within: Reflections + Raindrops
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The soul that lives within. Reflections of an Ageless Sojourner. An entry I wrote on August 14, 2011 (2:39AM). The Hind’s Feet on High Places”. Was a faithful companion that day and my imaginative goggles were on. Everything and plunge toward the earth. It must have been painful. The distance between the atmosphere and the earth could have been magnified a million times. They were falling, dying. Their journey was a long one. Both are unaware of their destinies. Two seeming deaths. In John 12:20-35, Jesu...
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The soul that lives within: Manalig ka.
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The soul that lives within. Reflections of an Ageless Sojourner. Asahan mo, mula ngayon pag-ibig ko'y sa'yo. Sundo by Imago (Berlin) on Grooveshark. Posted by Homo Unius Libri. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). City of God, Street of Love, Region of Faith, Philippines. A magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment, a wunderkind, a ground-breaker, a Christ-following nomad and a heaven-bound alien. View my complete profile. Thoughts shoved beneath the bed. The Wilderness of Loneliness.
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The soul that lives within: DQS: De Quervain's Syndrome
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The soul that lives within. Reflections of an Ageless Sojourner. DQS: De Quervain's Syndrome. My left hand grew weaker too. I'm unable to grip well, let alone hold something heavier than an empty glass. I'm glad I'm right-handed which means I can still write with a pen with ease, one thing I rarely thanked God for in the past. Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me. But he said to me, “My grace. Is sufficient for you, for my power. Is made perfect in weakness. View my complete profile.
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The soul that lives within: 10/2011
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The soul that lives within. Reflections of an Ageless Sojourner. He said, "I will forget the dying faces;. The empty places,. They shall be filled again. O voices moaning deep within me, cease.". But vain the word; vain, vain:. Not in forgetting lieth peace. He said, "I will crowd action upon action. The strife of faction. Shall stir me and sustain;. O tears that drown the fire of Manhood cease. But vain the word; vain, vain:. Not in endeavor lieth peace. He said, "I will withdraw me and be quiet,. Poste...
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my whichcraft: ender will save me.
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Ender will save me. 160;28.5.10. Buried letters of unsend feelings. Keeping all the surpressed memories behind. Shuffled union of deceiving thoughts came rushing. As you tried to ease the pain by covering all the mistakes. Are these letters enough? I just have to stay in my illusions where i am with my hopeful fantasy. Are you ready to reveal this feeling? For your answer, i am going to wait. Though i am too deaf to hear everything from you. Until you come back. Marnee, i know how DC had touched you.
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my whichcraft: superNOVA
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Picture courtesy of theartblog.org). A thousand and one pails. Of overflowing melancholic tears. Dipped into the depth. Of an abandoned muddy island. Hundred of headless sorrows, spell bounded. Waiting for the movie-like rounds of a tilted planet. To play an extra role to the glistening sparks. Of ashes thrown into heaven. To trade even the emptiness of an arid mouth. Nauseated with the stench. Exploding in each and every corner -. Shady as it could get. And it would remain as it is forever.
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my whichcraft: LOST DOVE
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160;24.1.10. Where's the mourning dove call? It flies home and the door to touch is gone. Twas left staring at the jeweled blue tail of the night's comet. With the promise that daybreaks will always bring silence. In facing the longing beneath the rose petals in soft pink and quilted green. Thus, create rhythm to the soul. But weeks after weeks. Night will come back again; and. Again, the mourning dove will dwell in the morning. Ferreting through the glistening fogs. Teasing its nose from the petals.
