dear doshanbe.. what curse are you closely obeying? why does all breakfast turn charred? why does the inanimate still get to win? and, what's next?
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Prologue
- vib.h.u
- An active line, on a walk walk, moving freely, without a goal. So much to mean, yet with so little said. Lies turn me on.
Zeitgeist
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Where is the friend I seek at break of day? When night falls I still have not found Him. My burning heat shows me His traces I see His... -
Could I even imagine myself Even half-there again? Shivering, as I toss about sandwitched between Saum's rale and Ronnie's uneasy sn... -
I step outside to sample the night. This night bears a very different characteristic; it takes me a moment to register and mull over this fa...
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I am 22, and I still don't like either discussing about it much, or thinking over it. After years of fruitless trying - getting more des... -
Surrounded by all these worldly pursuits - a cat staring at me from the cover of the book I'm (presently) reading, a dual screen gloweri...
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A night ghoom has been most stimulating. A mantis, several Barsines, a few Geometrids, a coupla frogs, a groovy caterpie.. all these to wel...
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There goes a parable about a man from the west visiting a Chinese Zen master for learning about his discipline - or in easier English, to be... -
4 nights back, at about 2 am, I progressively regained full consciousness from my slumber because of an interesting film on the tele. I had ...
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Sunday spent feverish about people well dead and buried by now. The 1922 British team to attempt the Everest was an A-team of all sorts. It...
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