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It's always getting late.
When I am not writing this is what I do.
"In the present we are always in memory." - Trish Keenan
It's always getting late.
Introduction
This blog is a virtual notebook of writing that I maintain as often as I can. Poems, stray lines, random observations, all co-exist here. Revisions occur as needed/deemed fit.
See/Hear
A Chronological Archive of Joy and Heartache most often referred to as LIFE
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2017
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May
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- Morning 5/31/17
- Morning 5/30/17
- Adulthood
- Morning 5/29/17
- Morning 5/28/17
- Morning 5/27/17
- Wonder
- Running Late
- Morning 5/26/17
- Morning 5/25/17
- Morning 5/24/17
- Morning 5/23/17
- Morning 5/22/17
- Morning 5/21/17
- The Passion of the Search.
- Of All Possibilities
- Morning 5/18/17
- Morning 5/17/17
- Morning 5/16/17
- It is not possible to live an existence free of pa...
- Found
- breathe
- morning voices
- Morning 5/14/17
- Morning 5/12/17
- For Kristen's 2nd Birthday
- Morning 5/11/17
- Morning 5/10/17
- Morning Thoughts 5/9/17
- Morning 5/8/17
- Morning Thoughts 5/7/17
- Late Night Thoughts, Page 2 5/5//17
- Morning Thoughts 5/6/17
- Morning Fragments 5/5/17
- Meaning is the purpose that compels you forward.
- Life exists within you through all darkness.
- Slow chant moving through How easily the soul sin...
- First Light
- Soul of existence burning through me I am consume...
- I wake with your voice in my ears and fall in love...
- Thoughts from Morning Meditation
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May
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About Me
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When I am not writing this is what I do.
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