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  1. Om Tare Tuttare Ture Svaha

    Om Tare Tuttare Ture Svaha
    I went through thousands of lives to reach my goal.
    I stretched my soul to see the heavens,
    and even as much to know the earth,
    And finally found my way back to myself,
    The only place one may ever be is within oneself,
    and there is no place one may go except within oneself,
    I am one and no different from the divine soul.
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  2. PHC pics

    Hello everyone! I just thought I'd post the pics from phc before spring break ends .

    The dorm I stayed in - Montpelier:


    I already know I'll agree:


    The pictures from Beans in the Belfry, the church converted into a coffee shop:
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  3. Upside-down day.

    by , 04-10-2009 at 12:28 AM (Sipping the Tea)
    Just when I think about handing in my apron, I have d*mn good day. It's not right. It's not even FAIR.

    It was a beautiful day, too.

    When Harrison (one of my co-workers) asked me how my day was, I replied, "Yea, yea, it's fine."

    "But Haleigh, it's a beautiful day outside! You should be better than 'fine'!"

    "But Harry, we aren't OUTSIDE. We're inside working as SLAVES."

    ".... genius point ...
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  4. Hello

    by , 04-09-2009 at 05:25 PM (Kiz_Paws Bag Of Trix)
    Oh, just a note to say hello; it's been awhile!

    My mother-in-law is still hospitalized, having had her knee replaced a couple months back. She is so frail but still trying to get back on her feet. I go and see her a lot lately; she is quite blue about having to be in the hospital. Sad, really.

    I have also been reading a lot more (instead of hanging around my favorite internet places, not mentioning any names, natch).

    As well, I have been
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  5. Halloween Blues



    Darkly quiet & dim directed
    Until fireworks paint the firmament bright
    And Catherine wheels like juggernaut tyres
    Hiss & spin their luminous lives.

    Chilly loud & bright bisected
    As if unreal stars fall with artifice quite
    And Jumping jacks like snakes in the grass
    leap & run like red hot knives.

    Smelly smoke & pyre polluted
    What with November the fifth hardly in sight
    And nonsense
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