Daily BirthdaysGillian Anderson Forum (2)
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| by coozombee hey Everything evolves from the self. Somewhere a man kills his fellow human...this is self. Somewhere a man hugs a child...this is self. Dissect me, bisect me, infect me...it is your self you render thusly. The only resolution evolves from recognition. Letting go is embracing. If this is too much too soon...too bad. Wake up. Comment on this... |
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| by A man dares. hey, A man strives towards something he holds above the trite silly. The something barely knows itself as some thing of acute value beyond the pallid urges of the tired, tried pedantics. Amanda. Comment on this... |
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| by cz Hey, things being as they should be doesn't always translate into things as it happens. The whipping boy dances awkwardly beneath the teeth of carniverous vulture. A vulture doesn't have teeth necessarily...but you get my drift. A man dares. Probably too much, but he does love the vaguely impossible. Therein lies eternal peace. Comment on this... |
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| by thejoethateveryoneknows hey, the sad realization is that it doesn't matter that they would kill you... it is that you mightn't connect with the ones that might love you. the oh so tenuous veins of love are drawn thin by past experience and reticence...that I might love... jesus...what a hilarious phobia. Comment on this... |
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| by nolocontendre Hey, The truth shows itself in subterfuge. The ugly is recognized for what it is. Kill me nine times and I will still rise above the callous abasement of the fomenting miasma. Consume this heart as the fragility dictates but be wary of the end of the tedious illusion of power. Love evolves from pain. Gillian, they would seek to...as if you didn't know. All we can do is echo the eternal and hope to turn a few heads heavenward. No religion but faith. Love in solemn bunches. As if you didn't know, Joe. Comment on this... |
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| by frigidead Hey, If dheth be a dream I accept it. So much richer in tonality and reality...it carries one beyond the fickle constructs of imagined life. I am nothing beyond what my mind can trip over but the collective unconscious might excuse my human leanings and allow me to reach something of the divine. Jesus I hope so. I hope to see you and many others in my too fragile dreams. Signed, Little man, in a little world. Comment on this... |
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| by coolcom Hey, The system is corrupted, do not lay any faith in its ability to lay claim to truth. The truth is black and white, within the broad scope of its expression-exists the alpha and omega-so shall the truth set you free...so shall..., Comment on this... |
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| by CoJo Hey, The power and enigma of the almost kiss. Never to be revisited except in the endless quest for its fragile divine promise, its back breaking intensity. The thought... Comment on this... |
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| by CoJo Hey, Nottoo hateful, justtoo small. Nextstep happy, backward fall. Comment on this... |
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| by CoJo Hey, Can't(hardly) analyze this hateful yniverse. Comment on this... |
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