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random diary pages

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(click image for larger view) In addition to my blog, I keep a paper journal.  I thought I’d do a semi-regular posting of random pages from my various journal entries. -C

prospect of words

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I’ve been spontaneously smiling today.  I can’t seem to stop.  I believe it’s the prospect of words that has me walking around the house breaking out into ear to ear grins at random.  I’ve started rereading Jack Kerouac’s novel, On the Road, in preparation for my trip to Spain next... Read More

a crack in the revolution

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I imagine revolutions start in coffee houses like this one Down a side street in Pamplona, below ground in a place that smells like history No tourists or would be writers here only a merry band of brothers Who vow to right the social wrongs of society through force of... Read More

the shakes

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I am one big mass of jumbled craziness insanity sweeps over me urging me somewhere forward to a place I’ve never been, a road I don’t know.  I’ve got the shakes again I want to speed the journey to its end

echo

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I’m standing on the edge of my mind killing time before I fall into the black pit and hear my silent scream echo for eternity.

heaven or hell?

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Most people are prisoners in their own lives. I suppose that can be a good thing or a bad thing. It depends on whether your life is a heaven or a hell.

cherry pants

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My mind is fair to mild this morning I sense a storm forming thunder hides the conflict in my head lightening reveals her cherry red pants on my bed quietly she stands misunderstood a rebel between causes she pauses but does not stop to think why I could not die... Read More

on the edge of forever (2nd draft)

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The world is closing in I cannot see the sky. Trapped like the wings of a butterfly between the fingers of little boys. The Shadow lingers waiting for me to falter, And like the panther in the wings, dark and sullen, ready to pounce and rip the bones from my... Read More

whispers

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Fate whispers in my ear gentle and faint. She reminds me that I am mortal and must live each day full of passion and grace.