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Within the walls of this institute you will find fantasies, horrors, and twisted realities of multi media forms. These are places where the faeries play and the dragons roam. The zombies howl at their single minded mundanity, forlorn that their brains have been turned to mush and desperately seeking others for their miserable company.
Ah, but then we relate. We see a heartfelt string of reality plucked. That tune resonates within our own sense of realities, where our true fears manifest. We see boys and girls falling in love, desperation and loneliness in cheap hotel rooms, carnival rides and circus slideshows. The lines are drawn clear between our world and others only to be stepped over by that rascally insect. We may question the sanity of the narrator's perspective, but the flea does not discriminate. He rides between these worlds on whatever traveler unknowingly takes him. Be it madman, beast, elven, or professional the flea cares not of these things. He suckles the veins of their scalps for their life essences, their stories.
Messianically, he will return them to You, the stumbling wanderer who has found their way into this place of insignificance.
Do not stare too long at the stars
or linger too close to mountains
since they may place you in the Grand Scheme and you may be carrying a passenger.
Enjoy these tales of many form. Explore them. Digest them. Regurgitate.
Then, pass it along to a friend.
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| Latest Postings: |
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| Most Current Updates to the flEA |
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- finally recovered from the computer crash |
February 4, 2012 |
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- Go F Yourself - blog post |
January 30, 2012 |
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- Pondering My World - blog post |
January 21, 2012 |
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- Stay-at-Home-Wife - blog post |
January 14, 2012 |
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- Houston Hash Gets a Humpty Dumbass - blog post |
January 9, 2012 |
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- major computer crash due to upgrading my phone and operating system |
December 20, 2011 |
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- raised the line heights of all stories and added a text indent |
December 10, 2011 |
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- posted Once Upon a Darkness - poetry, snippets, and burning phonebooks |
October 20, 2011 |
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- changed the FEED button on stories to update with my Wordpress Blog |
July 16, 2011 |
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- added Google +1 button to every story |
July 11, 2011 |
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- added a Google +1 and moved the Facebook "like" to the top of page |
July 11, 2011 |
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- posted Snowdance - waltzing with snow faeries and shoveling the drive |
April 7, 2011 |
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- blog post - Spirituality Behind the Ritual of Traditional Bachelor Parties |
March 22, 2011 |
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- blog post - Speculation of the Future of Writing Technologies |
February 27, 2011 |
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- blog post - Remembering southmorehouse |
December 12, 2010 |
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- included Facebook "like" buttons on all posts |
December 08, 2010 |
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- started new blog Living with Faeries - "inspired by walks with the winged" |
December 05, 2010 |
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| The Dryness |
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My armpits itch.
I come from a wet area. I am not accustomed to this dryness. A hot and humid climate where people swim to work instead of walking. Or they drive. Everybody drives there. Nobody walks. I do not walk. I no longer can walk. I sit on the couch hoping the pain in my feet, the neroma, the swollen nerve located between the big piggy and all the little ones, recedes enough to make it into the bathroom for another shower.
The shower helps. Sometimes I just lay down in the basin of it, letting the water hit me like rain. It is all because of this dryness. This dryness makes my skin crack. It peels. Not like a sunburn. There is nothing warm about it. It stings. It is cold inside and dead on the out.
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| MOAB: filled with genital humor |
Most Recent Pics |
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Photo Travel Diary 01:
I expected dirt bikers and four wheelers pining for multiple strokes, jeeps with large nobbies and lift kits measured in inches, dune buggy conquistadors hitting the sandy bottoms of any canyon they can get their rods into, and every other sort of mechanized desert phallus symbolic dildo fun. Although I should have, based on these other expectations, I did not fully realize the sheer amount of penis affiliation associated with MOAB's arena.
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A Note to the Visitor - before going onward
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I have recently completely retooled the site entire. It felt tlike Blogger was burying me in the SEO and I did not have the control over the page that I wanted. None of the content lived here. It was like buying a house, but all of your stuff was still in an appartment. Basically, everything is new. I created new page layouts for all of the stories.
There are lots of dead links and raw data template pages without much beauty in here. Sorry about that. I am still in boxes. When I get the place set up, you will be invited to the party. |
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