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Ego Amore EgoLargely I know because I am highly egoistic, narcissistic, and self centered. In a very humble helpful sort of way. I ride a high horse and enjoy pulling others up as well. … [more]
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I Fell In Love With My Best Friend
Homophobes BewareHow old was I? Eleven? Twelve I think. He - two years older than I was likely fourteen. He was spending the night. He is like no one else I have ever known. Like a puppy dog at times, wit… [more] -
The Importance of Ritual to Human LifeThe importance of ritual to human life  … [more]
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If You've Ever Done Any Of These Things ^^Smoked A Cigarette? No Smoked A Cigar? (Tried one might as well try the other) No Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex? No Are / Been In Love? Yes Dumped someone? Yes Been Fir… [more]
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Do you need help?*cough cough* I'm sitting on my porch, soaking in the sun, rare as it is here, I spend what time I can here. I'm eating leftover chicken and - who knows what they're called a sort of calzone pastry lentil creation of my mother's - my cough is almost over but I still have loud coughing fits. They sound worse than they are I'm sure. *cough cough* "are you drinking tea?" my mother calls up - I can't answer I'm coughing - I finally gasp out a yes, then continue to eat. *cough cough* *is your cough getting any better?" Every time I cough her attention is on me again. Shut up mother, I don't need this, I don't need this cough to be gone, I don't need to be crammed full of herbs and given … [more]
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peruro perussi perustum paper"Each boy must carry a terrible secret within him in order to break away" I forget where I heard that. perhaps Demian - my namesake - perhaps Michael mead, or Joseph Campbell, in any case it stayed in me. My own terrible secret. I've told my terrible secret to a surprising number of people, in fact just about everybody I am close to save three. Her, my mother, and step father. But still it ways on me, a secret is never easily kept. I love her. Although at times I truly doubt. I love her. Although at times I truly wish to doubt. I love her. Although at times I think love to small a word. I love her. Although at times I despise her for the bossy ***** she is. I love her. Although at … [more]
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I'm helpless on epI love butterflies I am dedicated to Leondea goddess of initiations, who's symbol is the butterfly. so whenever I see this little message that says "This member does not have friends just yet. Consider adding them to your circle and giving them a start, you social butterfly, you." I simply cannot resist. so when you see the vast amount of friends on my profile - who have but one friend, a friend who doesn't really know them, me - now you know the sad reason why. ^^… [more]
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The importance of ritual to human life
The importance of ritual to human life April/May 2009 "Pan – would you set the table please?" "Sure!" The sound of batter mixing can be heard from every corner of the apartment, a tantalizing touch of what is to come. I set plates, forks, and teacups on the table, arranging place mats just so, and napkins opening towards the user-symbolic of human interaction, smooth side out. Teapots are filled with aromatic herbs (chamomile's my favorite), the mother coveting a pot and milk pitcher to her self. That's fine, she shares so much else. Christopher gets a special cup, unchipped by time, an ageless simpleton of … [more]
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