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    dotsJournal: I just like itdots
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    Mood: Pretty good really.

    ...Created 2013-08-04 17:36:43

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    Mood: The Usual

    ...Created 2012-06-14 10:22:00

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    Mood: The Usual

    &list=UU__YgCTbHJHLywmv7TVH9Hw&index=1&feature=plcp

    ...Created 2012-06-14 06:31:31

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: The Usual

    ...Created 2012-03-02 07:08:29

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    Mood: The Usual

    ...Created 2012-03-02 06:07:22

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    Mood: The Usual

    puddles of hyacinth splashed beneath broken roofs of pussy willows standing arched and open like umbrella skeletons letting in the sky.

    ...Created 2011-06-17 05:34:25

    dotsJournal: alivedots
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    Mood: The Usual

    'Does there exist a pleasure in writing? I don't know. One thing is certain, that there is, I think, a very strong obligation to write. I don't really know where this obligation to write comes from ... You are made aware of it in a number of different ways. For example, by the fact that you feel extremely anxious and tense when you haven't done your daily page of writing. In writing this page you give yourself and your existence a kind of absolution. This absolution is indispensable for the happiness of the day... How is it that that this gesture which is so vain, so fictitious, so narcissistic, so turned in on itself and which consists of sitting down every morning at one's desk and scrawling over a certain number of blank pages can have this effect of benediction on the rest of the day?'

    Michel Foucault, (1969)

    ...Created 2009-06-03 21:35:01

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    Mood: alive

    'As soon as you start writing, even if it is under your real name, you start to function as somebody slightly different, as a "writer". You establish from yourself to yourself continuities and a level of coherence which is not quite the same as your real life... All this ends up constituting a kind of neo-identity which is not identical to your identity as a citizen or your social identity, Besides you know this very well, since you want to protect your private life.'
    Michel Foucault, (2004)

    ...Created 2009-05-28 03:15:51

    dotsJournal: dots
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    Mood: The Usual



    'As soon as you start writing, even if it is under your real name, you start to function as somebody slightly different, as a "writer". You establish from yourself to yourself continuities and a level of coherence which is not quite the same as your real life... All this ends up constituting a kind of neo-identity which is not identical to your identity as a citizen or your social identity, Besides you know this very well, since you want to protect your private life.'
    Michel Foucault, (2004)

    ...Created 2007-04-19 18:16:19

    dotsJournal: Fridaydots
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    Mood: buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

    "In the Quartet reality is refracted through a variety of eyes" (Elizabeth Kastor).
    i-
    Its so easy to be homesick, so easy

    ...Created 2007-03-15 17:10:16

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.

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