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Graffitti from my soul. Wynken, blynken and nod …. Tag … i’m it …. 8216;you are here …’. Is there anybody out there …? Friday, 27 January 2006. Posted by cerebralgraffitti in rants. Wow … i am watching stats for this blog just crash into the floor – 😥 apparently that blog village i spoke of here. 8230; speak up! Friday, 27 January 2006. Hi, my name is Anybody. I lurk around here. I like poetry but it is limited to random inspiration. That is the reason why I lurk here, just to learn. I’m here too! You a...
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sparringK9: September 2006
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Strangers on a train. Only mothers, people on their deathbeds, and new lovers get driven to the airport. old love gets dropped off at the * kiss ride * to begin the marta train wreck, er trek, to the airport. When i returned my focus to the interior i meditated on the seat where no one would sit. somebody received some bad news today. my heart ached for everyone. our absolute fate bound us in a spiral extending into infinite journey. Up next: my blogger adventure. i meet anuty in the real!
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sparringK9: January 2006
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I Love the Smell of Napalm in Hollywood. Dont'cha just love it when a bunch of pamp'ed stars. Start weeping on TV and playing guitars? Wailing and caring, oh caring so deep. Monitoring phone lines they getting off cheap. Bush broke the levee and brought the tsunami! Selling the lie life's a tit from yo' mommy. To show pretty faces they'll ask for your dollars. Though millions they've got they'd rather give hollers! Say many of they. But when it comes to "material" these fuckers don't play. Talking 'bout ...
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sparringK9: August 2006
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Happy birthday lady wordsmith. A poem for the Lady Wordsmith. There's a psychedelic vision. Of an old crone divisioned. A sunfish in flight. Hooked and twisting and pulling in fight. Not going gently into the night. 5 means i offer this photochoppy. A gift to da lady from the K9 rotty. The lady's listing of forty wishes. Mostly i read that it's freedom she misses. Marinated in thoughts of her corazon. I dogpaddled a sea of digital foam. And rode on the bubbles to her home. Darius and BoHemia at the bar.
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sparringK9: July 2006
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K9 enters the ring. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash.). The aussie man lee. The detective and the post. The niner of K. The den of may. The voyage and a boast. A discussion of what is true. Its what dogs were built to do. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash. Dash dot dash, dot dash dash dash.). Well i was called fidelis from my very first day. I dogpaddled here to bark it out and have my say. Yeah some...
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sparringK9: May 2006
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Portraits from my blogroll. The next few posts are going to be little cartoons of the bloggers i read daily. i hope you enjoy them, and if you arent in this group check back you are all sure to be drawn and posted. Click on blogger name to go to their site. for some reason the links dont always make a link color.(revised 5/15). The Hell Pig a.k.a. helly. With a glass of iced tea, and a portrait of her husband, uncle A, the poark rind magnate. Contessa VB of the ottoman empire. Up late writing erotica.
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sparringK9: November 2006
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Reddish, coarse, dyed, super kinky.you get the idea. I said aloud in the gallery: "am i supposed to respect this shit? Derrick said : "what a coincidence. i have the same exhibit on my bathroom floor". If your work requires an 8.5 x 11 single spaced sheet to explain it, you have failed as a visual artist. Look there's valium. sudafed! Whats that little orange one? Oh my God is that a quaalude? They dont even make those any more! No, you moron that's extra strength excedrin. Whats that pink and black one?
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sparringK9: April 2006
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I never want to leave the studio. everytime we go anywhere it ends up involving MONEY i shouldnt spend being spent. "its time to knock off and get ready" said Freya as she leaned around the corner. our friend, the video artist, was having his opening. Let's don't go. send flowers instead" said moi, ha ha, thats clever, i thought: get credit for caring without actually having to BE there! Freya frowned and looked pitful. I relented. We need to find a source for fake gold teeth! You look like lenny kravitz!
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sparringK9: June 2006
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It were mostly good. My home my love. Ive rapped her fate. The post of 3/21 date. Furblown and thrashed out. Im talking bout ground. The skies, blueberry surprise. The snake, the zebus the ranch hand drinks. The trucks big lifted and the. Working for fishes and. Country sky so big. Im driving this rig. With gnarls barkley on the box. Rippin that old skool fox. I'll be good.". It aint about stuffing the. You shoulda seen me. Just like the browns. The air it were steaming. The tequila did pour.
