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giese
9/20/2008 10:41 pmLast Read: |
I. Effortless, intense, speared to a laughing flame engulfing incendiary voices lost to a dandified kiss. Belief is but an illusion that tricks your strident soul to evaporate in delusion to capitulate by enacting a lyrical lynching, radical in static resistance, grinding towards and linked to fear. II. Cling to this stinging inkling of shock, intimate elemental plans comingling with fickle fluidity. Douse the stout and setting sun, a summation of dripping frustration resolving vast insistence upon the insincere clanging about the concrete garden, emitting an influx of tabloid seams. Prepare your thankful simplification, draining statistics of identity. III. Crafty scenarios crystalize, delivered from dank cantankerous dreams, reactive electric doldrums tickling ridiculous reality, racing freedom's grievance, a solemn conflict frankly rankling a frenetic faction of critical glances retiring to blank and careless leads, forcing a powerful creative alliance, until our reliance on pale captivity in all its catalogued strata becomes increasingly clear. |
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 9/21/2008 6:31 am |
Ciao amica mia vedo che sei una persona, che hai una buona espressione, e sai coinvolgere anche altre persone. vedo molta sincerità, e molta convinzione, sono contento di esser etuio amico ciao
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9/22/2008 6:49 pm |
Autobiographical Commentary In regards to fear: They say that what most people fear is speaking in front of crowds. I disagree. I believe that greatest fear is that of death. I've had severe depression since childhood. Through hindsight, I realize that it was genetic. I was always this way, and will always be this way... In my early twenties, a psychosis developed due to the prolonged, untreated depression. Physically, I was emaciated. No appetite and trying to live off cigarettes, donuts and coffee. By the time of my 22nd birthday, I realized through insight, my immediate environment, and the help of a false arrest, that something was gravely wrong with me. As a result, the choice was clear... See a doctor, or starve to death from the depression. By the grace of God, I admitted myself into a psychiatric hospital and have been on medication ever since. Having faced my mortality, I've learned that life is a transition, a process we all go through. What is its meaning? Well, who really cares what the meaning is...that is of a realm far greater than any mere human understanding will ever attain. What is important is that we share as much of ourselves spiritually as we can and be free in giving our love to one another. It is through our love (be it erotic or agape) that we achieve true immortality. Once the fear of death passes, one can truly live (and love). B. 
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9/23/2008 2:47 pm |
 Cara Giese,il mio inglese ... lo só, non é dei migliori, ma voglio solo incoraggiarti a non mollare, finché c´è vita, c´è speranza!!! Ciao un abbraccio  
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9/26/2008 8:34 pm |
a blessed weekend 
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9/27/2008 6:10 pm |
Cirio49, grazie per le tue belle parole che mi hanno fatto sentire proprio lieta. Sono veramente felice ad essere la tua amica, e spero che possiamo conoscerci meglio col tempo. UnionCityMan, I'm glad you're in better shape now that you've taken care of your depression. You must be an inspiration to many who are or have been in a similar situation. bellezia, I hope you also have a great weekend, filled with wonderful moments which will give you fond memories for years to come.
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9/27/2008 7:58 pm |
Addendum: May your heart dwell in peace and may smiles stain your pillow. Take care and God bless 
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10/9/2008 1:01 pm |
Thanks for the addendum, UnionCityMan.
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