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::my past life diagnosis:: You were female in your last earthly incarnation. You were born somewhere in the territory of modern Sumatra around the year 1675. Your profession was that of a seaman, cook or carpenter. Your brief psychological profile in your past life:As a natural talent in psychology, you knew how to use your opportunities. Cold-blooded and calm in any situation.The lesson that your last past life brought to your present incarnation:The timid, lonely and self-confident people are everywhere, and your task is to overcome these tendencies in yourself and then to help other people.






























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Thursday, August 19, 2004  
funny completely to something look back on memory that your refreshes.

FLUID is the memory of your eyes looking at mine,
flowing right straight to the depths of my restless and hopeful soul.
Fluid is the longing and sleepless nights i spend in my bed,
raining with salt that has to be changed moment after moment.
Fluid is my thoughts of you.
EVERYDAY.
everyday.

Thursday, August 19, 2004

Wednesday, August 04, 2004  
funny completely to something look back on memory that your refreshes.

I look at you and wonder:

How does it feel to cry from your eyes?
What does your nose feel when you have to sneeze and wipe it with hanky?
How is it to chew food with your mouth,
to grind it with your teeth,
to dissolve it by your saliva,
to swallow it through your throat,
to digest it inside?
How would it hurt for a needle to prick your skin, any part of it, or sensitively on particular parts?
How relative would feelings be?
How irrelevant would your thoughts get, compared to my thoughts of you.

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

Sunday, August 01, 2004  
funny completely to something look back on memory that your refreshes.

listening to music and thinking of anything to do, while doodling on the computer, stuff that only bored people do. trying to extinguish the incoming loneliness that will envelope the night as solitude takes on another moment, which by the way happens night after night after night. always thinking of planning and moving forward and surprising everyone after a while of not being seen, but it's only how far it can go. as for delayed plans, these will still push through. okay.

Sunday, August 01, 2004

 
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