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RUYGE’S ULTIMATE STAGE鐵笛倒吹 二十八
If you answer the question I will ask you another each more difficult. If you enter a room and catalog its contents there will always be a door leading to yet another room, another inventory to be taken to determine what is there and what is missing. It is only when you enter an…
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DODECAPHOBIA OR NOT
As the moon begins it’s slow departure we step carefully out into the receiving night. The neighbor’s black cat looks up at the sky warily, steps around the ladder leaning against the house, and sits and contemplates the number thirteen, though it holds no special place in the feline world, it just seems the thing…
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I AM THE EGGMAN
It does so little good to wonder why things are not as you wish as they should be as they seem to me as they once were. Things always are, neither more nor less and even Humpty Dumpty understood this before he leapt from the wall in utter frustration at the status quo.
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OF DREAMS
In our small world night and day are separated by dreams that escape just beyond our consciousness. We search for deeper meaning even as we are certain they will leave us as they have long before we could remember. That is the trouble with margins, they ebb and flow without warning, their arrivals and departures…
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HIBERNAL DREAMS
Outside, even the crows are quiet this morning, seeking a warmth that eludes us all. We all know winter has finally arrived as we shiver and try so very hard to remember the warmth of summer, the bloom of the lilacs and the magnolia petals falling gently to mark our path.
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ENLIGHTENMENT
He wasn’t sure he wanted it, was fairly certain he did not, and in that moment, was certain he would get it, so he began developing elaborate plans on what to do with it when it arrived. He laid them out in painful detail, each step, each move carefully choreographed. He waited patiently, each minute…
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NEVER THE LETHE
In the deepest, darkest portion of night we are taught that dreams reside, that they are not real, figments, fragments of imagination, woven into an evanescent tapestry that disappears upon waking, leaving only a faint shadow to indicate its once presence. Many like to believe this, for it relieves them of ownership of dark thoughts…
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PARTIALLY WHOLLY
It is incredibly difficult to be a truly holy man, it isn’t enough to inspire peace with your words and presence, you had better walk on water, turn water into wine, heal with the touch of a single finger. You can’t simply stand up for justice at the risk of your own life and limb,…
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GET IN LINE
She knew for a certainty that the shortest distance from here to there would be the one route he was incapable of finding. It had always been like this, impatient to get somewhere, he trying to accommodate her, yet still finding the most circuitous route. He was always embarrassed, apologized profusely until the day the…
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HOPE ETERNAL
First day of the new year and there seems an almost palpable malaise that things are not suddenly different, as though the turning of a page on the calendar might somehow set us and world events on a radically different course: the fool would become wise, the sage would smile knowingly and all that to…
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