posted on August 23, 2011 at 12:00 am

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    david | 23 August 2011 at 3:44 am #

    …….each time i play “everything” by margot smith…i cry ..and i cant or dont know what to play next ..and i wish i could have seen her do it ..cause it changed into its own animal when it was live ,..and i wished i coulda seen her do it ..and i know i would have cried..

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    . | 23 August 2011 at 4:19 am #

    the shadows melt one into another
    blues and yellows, prints and borders
    art from my gallery, a card from my mother
    coffee cups and dinnerware all made in china
    souvenirs i took with me across the border
    into that forsaken world of pain with color
    to paint some reality to offset all the disorder

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    Cocoamo | 23 August 2011 at 8:16 am #

    This might be a good time to tell a little (true) story that occurred a few weeks ago at Flinders Chase National Park on Kangaroo Island; if any of you Aussies happen to be on holiday there, you can confirm this. At any rate, our brother, who travels the world with his wife, scuba diving at every opportunity, happened to bring up the subject of The Church with two lady park rangers at said park. One of the two was not familiar with you. The other was a big fan and told of a recent event.

    Now, if any of you knew our last name, you would understand that it pains us deeply to add this to the anals of herpatology; nonetheless, here is what happened: It seems the lady had seen a snake go under her house and wished to evict the little slitherer. She had heard somewhere that snakes do not like low frequency (or is it high frequency?) sound, and so she turned on her sound system, which just so happened to have a Church CD on it, full, thumping blast.

    In a few seconds, out came the snake. She said it looked as if the snake would have put his little hands over his ears, if only he had little hands. Anyway, the snake vamoosed with alacrity.

    It could not be confirmed whether the song being played was “Reptile”.

    Your Friend in Pennsylvania

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    Jasperina | 23 August 2011 at 8:27 am #

    I like it. Peephole, Houdini and a clever string of words

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    Anonymous | 23 August 2011 at 10:23 am #

    Have just put out the call for the Magicians Stone
    * 😀 *

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    BROKEN TOYS AND HEROS | 23 August 2011 at 2:01 pm #

    Mortality no longer perforates the vision
    the Third eye leads to possible conclusions
    the two blind ones from reality to tranquility
    secure virtuous uncertainty.

    The divine may lie await beyond this door
    the walls which were built rest forbidden
    from the start, birth and death now all
    the same
    form from insecurities and mistaken propaganda

    What are you really searching for…
    If found beyond this gateway
    would it be peace that you have been
    waiting patiently for
    Or answers to the questions not asked
    by man, who lives in denial, for he has
    been blinded by all of this
    once before.

    AsAlways,
    Darrin K.

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    hellbound heart | 23 August 2011 at 9:20 pm #

    that’s a helluva lot to say in one breath
    love always……


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