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    Mood: Chasing Transcendental Wild Oats
    Then a whispering wind from the south
    carried these words from it's mouth
    Carpe Diem. Sieze the Day!
    Why are you all crying today?
    Though I may lie here now dead
    I still Loved, Lived, and Bled.
    I gave it all I had to give,
    and just because I may die...
    doesn't mean I didn't Live!

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     When the Days are Long
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     the Least i can do is pay the check
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    hey rob.
    it has been forever!
    how is everything going?

    thanks for your comment on my piece. i wrote it over 3 years ago. aparently the site decided that everythin i wrote in the last 3 years wanted to be deleted somehow lol. no big loss.

    i leave ethiopia on friday and my heart is breaking already at the thought but i know i will come back.. i have found the most wonderful boy over here
    | Posted on 2009-11-24 05:29:24 | by Someones Epiphany - [ Reply to This ] -
    it's funny, I have been thinking about rowing lingo... you gotta understand, it was a long time ago (I am an old fart compared to you)... it is the little pieces... like easing up. (and I only remember the starting strokes of a race.. 1/2, 1/2, 3/4, full, full.

    we won a race once, in BARF. I was a little off course (we woulda had a better time)... but I think what was so neat, is that we were this oddball band of women (though I was a kid) and we did it. We did it. Oh, and getting thrown into Lake Merritt is pretty gross. But I wore my muck with pride.

    Ha. One time when we were out, crabs were caught and the boat flipped. We were neck deep in muck. It sucked. And worse, other boats were just coming on to the water, so it was kinda embarrasing. Yup, good way to start the morning.

    I remember how we all sighed (another team had a schoenbroad). When it would go by on the lake in the just morning sun, how it shined through and we could see the inner working of legs going by...

    oh...and I will check out that book. thanks
    | Posted on 2008-04-24 05:46:51 | by isabella - [ Reply to This ] -
    I would never make stairs these days...

    I live in Jersey now. My parents are still in Berkeley. They will never leave. I miss the used bookstores and good cappuccinos.

    Funny about the God thing. I surfed for the first time last year... and that is how I felt. I have never been connected in such a way before. It is in my bones now and a desire. Like a calling that I discovered way late in life...
    | Posted on 2008-04-23 07:29:15 | by isabella - [ Reply to This ] -
    Thank you. I'm glad you were able to read it.
    | Posted on 2008-04-02 09:12:28 | by ANGELO - [ Reply to This ] -
    its interesting. in my mind the engineering of fate poem works completely well but then no one else is in my head nor do they know where its been lately which makes the piece seem completely disjointd and me completely unable to explain myself.

    i look forward to your note about the craziness of life.
    hope youre doing well
    | Posted on 2008-04-02 04:40:46 | by Someones Epiphany - [ Reply to This ] -
    Ah, thank you my friend for giving me some chow.

    I will read through it more thoroughly later and possibly (means most definitely in some cases) give much revision.

    The only thing I need to point out is the "Paper Nirvana."

    What is cardboard made out of?

    Look that up and you'll probably understand.
    | Posted on 2007-10-29 15:14:49 | by Skyhawk - [ Reply to This ] -

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