Howdy there people in LJ world. I have a mini-blog that quasi-covers my three month stint in Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico. It also has links to my flickr photo page. If you're into it you can check it out. I do still enjoy reading everyone's posts here though ( Read more... )

5 things that I've been up to/have been thinking about recently...

• BIOCHEMISTRY - This beast has been in control of my life for the last 1.5 years. It started out as merely a job and then morphed into my lifestyle. It’s still amazing to me how much of my life is dictated by things that I can’t see. Nevertheless, I have become resolute to be ( Read more... )

If I had a part in making you who you are, how can it feel as though you exist in a world I could never inhabit, enact deeds in which I could never take part, and have become someone that is so alien to me, to whom I cannot relate even on the most fundamental level? Do people really change or do their true colors simply become more obvious over the ( Read more... )

Have you ever felt like you've known someone wholly, like you have a true sense of who they are? Then they start changing. They morph into this completely other, unknown person. It's like the grand domino effect in action, the first change comes, then another, and another...until it seems that the changes are happening by the minute making them ( Read more... )

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is thinking was knowing thinking were something knew something but could but not were and are perhaps is but if is not necessarily are think that is was too bad that weren't aren't but was then could have been thought will be but wasn't doesn't need to but thinks actually knows and knew all along so if knew and not tells and is will be and would ( Read more... )

the tug of war ( Read more... )

...and at the summit meeting the leaders of all the warring factions came together in an attempt to form a truce betwixt themselves; however, abounding behind the multitude of honest demeanors and friendly conversations were lies. Personal vendettas and secret agendas filled the minds of every member, but for this instant they seemed to have put ( Read more... )

He watches me from afar, hidden behind some shrub or bush. Extending his yellowish champagne colored spyglass, i feel the cross-hairs lock on. Each step, each move I make, he counters. Never moving without me first. My breaths, words and actions are all nothing more than fodder for his blatant and feeble weaponry. The past enables him and the ( Read more... )

existence is recyclable ( Read more... )