TimothyScriven

Timothy Scriven
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The desert shower by TimothyScriven, literature

Logick by TimothyScriven, literature

World by TimothyScriven, literature

Broke things by TimothyScriven, literature

Debt by TimothyScriven, literature

Poetry blooms in the possible by TimothyScriven, literature

The Accusation by TimothyScriven, literature

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Moonlit tree and the beach by TimothyScriven, literature

Ash God by TimothyScriven, literature

Le Belle Monde Sans Merci by TimothyScriven, literature

Circling by TimothyScriven, literature

Past seeing by TimothyScriven, literature

The Weaver and the Fae by TimothyScriven, literature

Memory by TimothyScriven, literature

There was a broken door by TimothyScriven, literature

Hell, heaven and earth by TimothyScriven, literature

The Aeneid, invocation of muse by TimothyScriven, literature

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I'm not sure why I'm writing this since it is a widely known fact that no one reads my journal but here we go. I'm about to embark on a poetic project. The plan is as follows. I shall create a poster containing some of my poetry and a web link to a blog with more of my poetry. These posters shall be put up all over Newtown. The blog shall attribute this poetry to one mysterious "Newtown poet". The blog shall encourage others to do the same. Thus there is a chance, just a chance, that I might be able to use the internet to recreate an oral culture in Newtown if my plan catches on and becomes memetic.
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Musing about love and lust while listening to Traci Chapman's sad songs is an interesting experience. Everyone should probably try it at least once. "I had a feeling that I belonged..." "I had a feeling that I could be someone..." "You got to make a decision, leave tonight or live and die this way..." I feel limerence Below my window I can see people running about. They're beautiful to me. I think about how many Danielles and Andrews and Jesses and Morgans there are down there. Not to mention Bishes, Wassims ( I miss you Wassi, hope you like leabanon!) and others. Though I shall never know them I give them my blessing. There are so many
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Have you ever contemplated how much potential there is in every day if only you knew how to reach for it, like some Mentat from Dune or something of the sort. I know that must sound like a total wank but... Imagine if everytime you had a strong instinctive sense about the right forking path to take whenever you were faced with a tricky choice. You'd apply for the job that would you the lucky break, glide beautifully through conversations, know exactly what to say to hold attention and command respect. It wouldn't have to be infalliable. I don't want to live life without suprises or mistakes. Just a point somewhere between where I am now a
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Thank you very much for the watch!:hug:
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