December 2009
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At that moment i didnt even want to have the skin i carried on my very own back. I closed my eyes so that i couldnt see the knees that my shower beaten head rest upon. I wanted to be invisible again. Behind my fear sewn eyelids i found myself drifting away in the tear mixed water that cascaded down my undesired skin, flowing through the empty drain… into the dismal pipes… into the...
Dec 11th
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"Children are the most creative people on earth, i...
People grow old only by deserting their ideals, Macarthur had written. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up interest wrinkles the soul. You are as young as your faith, as old as your doubt; as young as your self-confidence, as old as your fear; as young as your hope as old as your despair. In the central place of every heart there is a recording chamber. So long as it receives messages of...
Dec 4th
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Thank you tumblr for your humble advice
“It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop.” - wisdom of confucious. This quote caught my eye in the blog preview section of tumblr. When i saw it, my brain effortlessly branched off into a tree of desires that i had been hoping for. writing.. life.. my ambitions.. But why would i continue to wallow at such a slow pace when one has only been given the precious...
Dec 2nd
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