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Sunday, March 09, 2008

next up 

I have to lose my idols
to find my voice


and write something of my own
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so you can put a blue ribbon on my brain 

How I filled my weekend, verbatim:

You start telling the story thinking you're the hero and when u get done talking you realize...



I left a trail of fire behind me

How do you get from here to the rest of the world?




Look him in the eye - it don't matter who he is or what he's done - you look him in the eye





Can u see these two riding tame?



A hun a visogath a barbian at the gate



Man u act like u on the trail of polpot or something



You got your rice-a-roni profits



Gotta respect the depths



Things change one moment the ice cream truck be the only thing u wanna hear
And the next thing cops calling and the heron be the only thing u can hear











U want it to be one way whens its the other



I ain't no suit-wearing' businessman like you... you know I'm just a gangsta I suppose...



You're name going to ring out



I had such fucking hopes for us



This is the other part of the game.



Analyze stocks, we'll be buying lion heads and Clarks




If your daily life seems poor, do not blame it; blame yourself that you are not poet enough to call forth its riches; for the Creator, there is no poverty.



"I feel it now: there's a power in me to grasp and give shape to my world I know that nothing has ever been real without my beholding it. All becoming has need me.."



I do not expect old heads on young shoulders




One of our best weapons, contented worldliness.



We want cattle that can become food. He wants servants who can become sons.





An increasing craving for an ever diminishing pleasure is the formula.



Everyone tends to turn into the thing they are pretending to be.





He can be made to take a positive pleasure in the perception that the two sides of his life are inconsistent.



I now see I spent most of my life in doing neither what I ought nor what I liked.

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Monday, March 03, 2008

Have you heard about me in your travels? 

The Wire or its absence.



The business end of a shotgun









OH, East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet,
Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God’s great Judgment Seat;
But there is neither East nor West, Border, nor Breed, nor Birth,
When two strong men stand face to face, tho’ they come from the ends of the earth!







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Sunday, March 02, 2008

If I had known that when you grew up, you would be a grown up.... 

The LORD SAID to Samuel:

"Fill your horn with oil, and be on your way.



I am sending you to Jesse of Bethlehem, for I have chosen my king from among his sons."



As Jesse and his sons came to the sacrifice, Samuel looked at Eliab and thought, "Surely the LORD's anointed is here before him."





But the LORD said to Samuel: "Do not judge from his appearance or from his lofty stature, because I have rejected him.



Not as man sees does God see, because man sees the appearance but the LORD looks into the heart." In the same way Jesse presented seven sons before Samuel,





but Samuel said to Jesse, "The LORD has not chosen any one of these."



Then Samuel asked Jesse, "Are these all the sons you have?" Jesse replied,



"There is still the youngest, who is tending the sheep." Samuel said to Jesse, "Send for him; we will not begin the sacrificial banquet until he arrives here."Jesse sent and had the young man brought to them.



He was ruddy, a youth handsome to behold and making a splendid appearance.



The LORD said,



" There - annoit him, for this is the one!"



Then Samuel, with the horn of oil in hand, anointed David in the presence of his brothers; and from that day on, the spirit of the LORD rushed upon David.



The word of the LORD.
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