Monday, November 17, 2014. This is my first time posting on this b.

Living to realise the purpose of my small, short life - helping people in need. Shit, Im Home! One More Apple In the Basket. A Late Update from Amidst Ghosts. Wednesday, April 12, 2006. Phil is over now, and I can finally finish my travel summary. From Palenque we teletransported ourselves to Quintana Roo. The rain clouds followed us and we tried to escape.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009. There is a difference between things appearing deserted and. The sense of loss is one of the most imperishable of all the feelings that exist in the universe. To add to the despair it is accompanied by regrets that so much was left unsaid, so much undone and so much time was lost, precious, invaluable time. This guilt never goes away and maybe that is why the memory of death often outlives the joy of the life it purloined. But in prayer before you, .

When all seems lost, never forget the Law of Insufficient Cause. Surprise will have new meaning. The great sea whose ebb and flow. When the NY times screws up, just have to say something. To whom it may concern, to the editor;. The Work to be done. Called puritans, they lived spartan lives and believed that work purifies the soul.

To re-live a vonfusion that once was, and to shimmer and shine and blind oneself and then to gaze through burnt shards of glass hoping to float until learning how to swim, and hence, or otherwise, stumble upon tomorrow. Sonntag, März 02, 2008. New York, New York. I wish I was in Amherst already. Then again - tomorrow night - New York, The Beach Boys in concert.