Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Exterior Home Half Brick
spent 45 minutes trying to write a list with a host of politically incorrect comments on the blog. 2 days minded to do so. So what "Announced" on twitter I would, just inspired by the medium that gave me twitter to be politically incorrect. And yet, I realized that I was writing the list certainly seemed a confession of some sort, if only I needed to admit her ass looked him this or that the U mine or something.
the end, I conclude after this pseudo-experiment is essentially the middle twitter allow me to be politically incorrect, and not try to provoke a confession and finish writing leseras by the eagerness to be just, politically incorrect . From now on ... the politically incorrect will be free and spontaneous ... and via twitter ...
I said ...
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
What Color To Paint My House If Im Trying To Sell
worth it? Hiking
One day I decided to go to swim against the stream and I asked myself ... same ... really worth it?
After a long rant, I concluded that if it was worth, and fence it was worth ...
face of such disclosure, I chose to jump off the boat, stretching their wings and fly up high, as high as you can get ... there I found enlightenment under a familiar and a song, but it was still distant ... Today
is worth ... and now flying in that direction ...
(typically written in the early morning ...)
One day I decided to go to swim against the stream and I asked myself ... same ... really worth it?
After a long rant, I concluded that if it was worth, and fence it was worth ...
face of such disclosure, I chose to jump off the boat, stretching their wings and fly up high, as high as you can get ... there I found enlightenment under a familiar and a song, but it was still distant ... Today
is worth ... and now flying in that direction ...
(typically written in the early morning ...)
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Is Lewis Body Disease Herediatry
... (brainstorming and stream of consciousness 2009) A Good Cause
Many things to write, to have done long, long lost, nothing written ...
so many things to say, I think, to express ... and yet because of laziness, neglect, call it what you want, no I did not write, and now like I'm angry with myself for not writing before ...
I have to change course, that the U, that takes, that football, the drawing, music, art, people, life ... I, like you, that nothing ... everything ... everything?
I needed to write ... a lot, too ... as I had, the enthusiasm, ideas, talents ... and got lost somewhere in the provision ... for some strange way he had begun to travel. .. rocky road, difficult, arduous, complicated ...
Certain roads and some routes have obstacles and difficulties in passing, sometimes it's fun to address ... either by the love of adventure, self-destruction, the desire to win, or no taste of failure ... is by any of these reasons (or at all, and many more like it might be me ...), I was going by the haphazard way, but at what cost?
The road was hazardous to side of the road, along with other things not worth further or philosophy ... maybe that way was not so difficult, or if it was, but the goal was not what you expected, do not expect big rewards, or promises eternal happiness would be a philosopher once said (I think it was Kant, in this moment, at this hour 2 am, I just want to find the quote ...), small fleeting moments of happiness ...
ever thought that everything was made up of little moments like that ... now re-evaluate things ... perhaps there is some greater happiness, total and lasting ... maybe not ... what is the point, the point is that I am willing to take another path ... one that a priori, he looked more relaxed, more secure, but I have the infinite accuracy, which ultimately will be much longer, will require much effort, and to tired heart, courage tired, tired ... forgive the redundancy value, the payback down the road will be much better and lasting ...
In following the path of yellow brick ... no a priori problem is simple, difficulties in the way there ... but ultimately missing is (apparently) the happy ending ...
... for some reason I always knew you had a happy ending ...
2:12 am and finish writing for now ... bedtime doped cold medicines and exceeded the by fatigue of the day ... tomorrow ... tomorrow have to continue traveling the yellow brick road ...
ask you a favor ............................................ .................................................. .................................................. ..............
join me??
Many things to write, to have done long, long lost, nothing written ...
so many things to say, I think, to express ... and yet because of laziness, neglect, call it what you want, no I did not write, and now like I'm angry with myself for not writing before ...
I have to change course, that the U, that takes, that football, the drawing, music, art, people, life ... I, like you, that nothing ... everything ... everything?
I needed to write ... a lot, too ... as I had, the enthusiasm, ideas, talents ... and got lost somewhere in the provision ... for some strange way he had begun to travel. .. rocky road, difficult, arduous, complicated ...
Certain roads and some routes have obstacles and difficulties in passing, sometimes it's fun to address ... either by the love of adventure, self-destruction, the desire to win, or no taste of failure ... is by any of these reasons (or at all, and many more like it might be me ...), I was going by the haphazard way, but at what cost?
The road was hazardous to side of the road, along with other things not worth further or philosophy ... maybe that way was not so difficult, or if it was, but the goal was not what you expected, do not expect big rewards, or promises eternal happiness would be a philosopher once said (I think it was Kant, in this moment, at this hour 2 am, I just want to find the quote ...), small fleeting moments of happiness ...
ever thought that everything was made up of little moments like that ... now re-evaluate things ... perhaps there is some greater happiness, total and lasting ... maybe not ... what is the point, the point is that I am willing to take another path ... one that a priori, he looked more relaxed, more secure, but I have the infinite accuracy, which ultimately will be much longer, will require much effort, and to tired heart, courage tired, tired ... forgive the redundancy value, the payback down the road will be much better and lasting ...
In following the path of yellow brick ... no a priori problem is simple, difficulties in the way there ... but ultimately missing is (apparently) the happy ending ...
... for some reason I always knew you had a happy ending ...
2:12 am and finish writing for now ... bedtime doped cold medicines and exceeded the by fatigue of the day ... tomorrow ... tomorrow have to continue traveling the yellow brick road ...
ask you a favor ............................................ .................................................. .................................................. ..............
join me??
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