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I see a woman busking through dance,
A smile captured in sways and twists,
Funny how all the worries,
All the bad news and tidings,
Vanish in the mediative workings of sound and movement,
Maybe we'll get past our current,
Permanent,
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Every day of work ticks by with a certain amount disbelief: disbelief in how the system can continue in its clockwork manifestations ( Read more... ) -
Passion
Deep down inside, into the brightest corners of my mind, I am a historian.
History has forever been the great passion of my intellect and heart. I study it with the ravenous appetite of an addict, keen on gleaning from facts, figures and threads the potentiality of our species unto the near and far future; I want to know where we're going; I want to ( Read more... ) -
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One tiny lie and I have a job.
Go figure.
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When is it ok to lie ( Read more... ) -
Job headaches
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3...2...
3...2... about to be 1 day left to the flight down under ( Read more... ) -
Paper trails into the past...
Writing, writing, writing. Pages and pages of boxes to tick, lines to fill, and fretful details to dredge up from the depths of my squalid memory.
I am, of course, speaking about applying for Canadian citizenship, or sponsorship, rather. The tedium of this painful process causes me to shake many a fist at, what I see as, the utter and inhumane ( Read more... ) -
I'm married!
And, like that, I'm married for 50NT.
Poof, I'm a husband.
Magic, really :) :) :)
Stoked beyond stoked.
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September is go
I should be farming in Montreal with my homeboys right now. I'm picturing them sipping on some local organic beer out of big glass jugs, jamming with guitars and vocals, and some ganja smoke permeating the air. Next summer is going to be a thing of awesomeness.
Our Australian visas have been validated, we're going down under!
T'was a great feeling ( Read more... )