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there's usually a sense of "hey this is what i do, this is what has happened to me, because of me, in spite of me", etc. for most for me, comfort zone can be a major issue. So, i'm new here...or sometimes it's, "yes, i am". struggle can be keeping it together other times it's getting it out. most of the time it's making it up as i go along. other times it's repeating what i've previously made up. not in a nonfactual or lying sense, necessarily. not in a laying sense, necessarily. duality divides me though it's more of a choice, i suppose. sometimes cynic, other times scenic. mostly both. So, i'm new here...about 2 hrs. or 31 years. or for an immeasurable blink of thought...i'm new here in the speed of ligh-deas. there was 9 of us growing, 11 with my parents. now their is 8 of us still growing at the same individual rate and 1, i believe, expanding beyond what i am currently able to connect to. i miss it all, including the possibility of never knowing in the end. my parents still growing. the seeds of my own, blooming like rain drops turned snow ***** aimed at the desert floor. crashing with laughter, imposing their spirit and sky-packed piercing frost to the desolate detail that awaits the on-coming wave of a background made of mushroom clouds. so, since i'm new here i can be blatant in, yes IN, the surface and a bit more cryptic in the subtext. it helps to **** out the weeds...at times me being the **** like a self-aware filing cabinet, collecting dust, holding on to perceived archaic attractions like faded paper, record players and the sound of giant stones sliding across one another. the option of a lock. the reality of a handle. is there ever such a thing as "rambling"? who defines compromise? is peace and non-violence the only thing worth dieing for? do we only act when given the promise of reward? blah blah blah. i genuinely ask these ?s but it's hard to stay unpretentious when you're talking about yourself so much...but hey, i'm new here and i'm trying my damndest to not give a **** however i am writing this to share. perspective. take it...leave it...put it in to...pull it out of. awaken. sleep. and awaken. so please and thank you. and welcome.
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Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 1:18 PM UTC
So, I'm New Here...
there's usually a sense of "hey this is what i do, this is what has happened to me, because of me, in spite of me", etc. for most for me, comfort zone can be a major issue. So, i'm new here...or sometimes it's, "yes, i am". struggle can be keeping it together other times it's getting it out. most of the time it's making it up as i go along. other times it's repeating what i've previously made up. not in a nonfactual or lying sense, necessarily. not in a laying sense, necessarily. duality divides me though it's more of a choice, i suppose. sometimes cynic, other times scenic. mostly both. So, i'm new here...about 2 hrs. or 31 years. or for an immeasurable blink of thought...i'm new here in the speed of ligh-deas. there was 9 of us growing, 11 with my parents. now their is 8 of us still growing at the same individual rate and 1, i believe, expanding beyond what i am currently able to connect to. i miss it all, including the possibility of never knowing in the end. my parents still growing. the seeds of my own, blooming like rain drops turned snow ***** aimed at the desert floor. crashing with laughter, imposing their spirit and sky-packed piercing frost to the desolate detail that awaits the on-coming wave of a background made of mushroom clouds. so, since i'm new here i can be blatant in, yes IN, the surface and a bit more cryptic in the subtext. it helps to **** out the weeds...at times me being the **** like a self-aware filing cabinet, collecting dust, holding on to perceived archaic attractions like faded paper, record players and the sound of giant stones sliding across one another. the option of a lock. the reality of a handle. is there ever such a thing as "rambling"? who defines compromise? is peace and non-violence the only thing worth dieing for? do we only act when given the promise of reward? blah blah blah. i genuinely ask these ?s but it's hard to stay unpretentious when you're talking about yourself so much...but hey, i'm new here and i'm trying my damndest to not give a **** however i am writing this to share. perspective. take it...leave it...put it in to...pull it out of. awaken. sleep. and awaken. so please and thank you. and welcome.
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Jun 17, 2010
Jun 17, 2010 at 1:18 PM UTC
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