Or, December 8thLeashing the dogs,
I remember how we are tied to our karma
and vow with all beings to relinquish completely
the trap of not enjoying my life.
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- San Francisco, CA, United States
- Repurposing this old art blog to document my learning about Structured Word Inquiry (SWI) and working with my kids.
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- "Not even one"
- Not really all that invited
- Circumstance time
- I take your words into great account…
- All my logic
- A slip away
- Go on and on
- Let's say yes
- Lost down
- What is the name that I am?
- Just the ringing
- Someone to fight
- fine/normal/basic
- If you do it fiercely enough
- No title
- Fiction of a fixed
- Believe it or not, I'm coming
- No title
- What you won't say
- No title
- Sometimes be here, too
- No title
- Everything I have to say
- So
- I'm getting a sense of high urgency
- Wildly crazy maneuvers at critically slow speeds
- Not all concentrate on one
- Do not attempt to defeat this safety feature
- Methods for going about it
- Goodnight, noble clerk
- No need for us to pretend
- Ten-Minute Smile
- What are YOU craving right now?
- Longing to no longer
- We were almost not fit to be tied
- So Many Conditions
- Help me with these little sounds
- Absolutely gone
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2 comments:
OK, is it... one dog's nose, snuggled into another dog? Your literalist fans can't resist trying to figure it out!
dear literalist,
it's all one dog this time. the hill-like thing is a back leg.
nes
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