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Saturday, July 04, 2009

It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

It's the unknown we fear when we look upon death and darkness, nothing more.

To the well organized mind, death is but the next great adventure.

Fear of a name increases fear of a thing itself.

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Humans have a knack for choosing precisely the things that are worst for them.

It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.

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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

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Friday, May 08, 2009


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Wednesday, May 06, 2009

	I'm sorry I haven't updated in forever, and now that I have, the update is reallyreally short. I've been so busy, and the only reason I'm able to update now is because I'm home sick from school. I'll try to start updating more regularly again, but I've had insane amounts of schoolwork for the past few weeks. :/
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Friday, March 27, 2009

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Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.

I'm addressing you.
Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I'm obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie
producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.

"Anyway, I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody's around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I'm standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they're running and they don't look where they're going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That's all I do all day. I'd just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it's crazy, but that's the only thing I'd really like to be."

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