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Song: “III. Scene Aux Champs: Adagio” Composer: Hector Berlioz Slow beginning with tones that just seem to effortlessly draw out emotion. As if I am sitting in suspense like I am about to witness a murder in a movie, the composition of the sound blends together staccato, or quick touches of sound. He does this… Continue reading Romanticism: A Tragedy →

I keep closing my eyes, and I keep them closed. I lie awake under lids of flesh. Lay my head down to sleep, My eyes' mind is tired, and my maid still needs to sweep.

  DAOISM IN CHINA: ZHANG LU AND THE EIGHT IMMORTALS 张璐   Following the Chinese Warring States Period, circa 475- 221 B.C., feelings of political upheaval, social discontentment, and general unrest began to surface within the minds of China’s populace. A hunger, for not only external social peace, but also for internal self-cultivation led to… Continue reading But it is one way to live →

Ganesha, babe, my sweet, Ganesh, babe! Read on:::for mur knowledgey: Me, being Shiva as Nataraja, as per usual Malibu Hindu Temple Upon arriving at the Malibu Hindu Temple, I was immediately overcome by an immense sense of amazement. Although I had driven by this temple multiple times, the passing view from my car on the… Continue reading Auspicious Beginnings →

For the benefit of Mr. KiteThere will be a show tonight on trampolineThe Hendersons will all be thereLate of Pablo Fanques' fair, what a scene Over men and horses hoops and gartersLastly through a hogshead of real fireIn this way Mr. K will challenge the world The celebrated Mr. KPerforms his feats on Saturday at… Continue reading For the Benefit of H & K →

TODAY is the LAST day to answer my survey on The Sociology of Staring: It is quick and rather interesting, if I do say so myself. http://freeonlinesurveys.com/s.asp?sid=o21o7m61y5f1xjn223496 I appreciate it oodles and oodles

Human emotions are not clean cut, and his awareness of distance has become obstruct------- but what is desire in a world full of the compulsion to approach? On the grounds of reciprocating, he is filling bunnies full of hope, Loathing under trees that deserve nothing but those who know to loafe, She is full of intentions… Continue reading Goner →

I'm just a girl and  my intentions were good I begged and I pleaded but I was not to be stood under I went to my own little tunnel where I climbed and I climbed til I was caught, and put back in my kennel to be taught a lesson that I already knew was… Continue reading A Series of Self: Kendra, pt. II →

What's going on there, sweet emptiness of mine? Did you get lost upon your wandering, or did you just get stuck in your mind? forever, one deep, but always, cups twice, sprite and a pint, I use diamonds instead of  ice.