A Friday like others, sometimes louder, sometimes quieter, in the end, we’re together; calmer and knowing, no where else to be, but there for each of us. – 10/17/2009 – I love you Peichi, thank you for being patient.
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The pen flows as words spill forth onto the page. Make sense they try, often not. I try and try and hope to succeed. When I may not know. Not sure how they may be. – 6/7/2009 – On Taiwan east coast riding 180 kilometers south from Hualien.
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To be defined is to be known. With this you can be truly loved but, truly hurt. If you’re of the mind to live free, then be knowing. If you’re of the mind to love freely, then be knowing without regard. If you’re of the mind to hurt. then beware… Karma’s a bitch that’ll stab [...]
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The train thumps down the tracks, towards a place, of what I’ll see, it’ll probably be already familiar to me. The world gets smaller with each newly known place. That’s okay by me. For it’s the journey which I like the most. A journey that defines me. – 6/6/2009 – On a train to Hualien.
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To what language does one speak from the heart? It’s not just words said, but much given in feelings. How can feeling be said so they’re tru? No words, no language, no manner can convey how one feels, unless each know, truly know, the other. – 5/28/2009 On a bus ride home after taking a [...]
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