tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76672270572110929282024-03-12T19:53:55.759-04:00himbenzymatic Δ reactionssilvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.comBlogger182125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-66019327001739787922011-04-25T18:08:00.004-04:002011-04-25T18:15:52.928-04:00slip it in, repeat repeat repeat.<div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center; ">i get so wound up</div><div style="text-align: center; ">i feel so let down</div></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhubesLgiE4/TbXxxFdhBVI/AAAAAAAAAno/NUSL4PkbFG8/s1600/cerebral%2Bcontusions%2Bhemorrrhage.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhubesLgiE4/TbXxxFdhBVI/AAAAAAAAAno/NUSL4PkbFG8/s400/cerebral%2Bcontusions%2Bhemorrrhage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599647537286939986" /></a>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-90804792854494128062011-04-20T13:10:00.002-04:002011-04-20T13:27:07.023-04:00once<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gYFb04O0hBc/Ta8XK85-LcI/AAAAAAAAAnI/yohechB3-Zg/s400/5143399222_05d3c3ebf9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597718338760224194" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aZi1dSDA5xk/Ta8XLALS9tI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/g4ooHxnBL8Y/s400/5503733785_b48b80d317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597718339638195922" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--YBMI5iynQ0/Ta8XLbSvo2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/IChiRU3B5oo/s1600/GMK_20070726_0490_web.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--YBMI5iynQ0/Ta8XLbSvo2I/AAAAAAAAAnY/IChiRU3B5oo/s400/GMK_20070726_0490_web.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597718346917192546" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-28315161343444472432011-04-08T16:04:00.005-04:002011-04-08T16:10:20.646-04:00how can i fix myself<div><br /></div><div><div><div style="text-align: center; ">when there are so many more serious issues to tackle.</div><div style="text-align: center; ">how can people do this to dogs? let alone other people.</div></div><div style="text-align: center; ">make me inherently tougher.</div></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEsKJNIfvIQ/TZ9rktz-a9I/AAAAAAAAAnA/GTgNT_MQYJU/s1600/puppy-mills-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 385px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rEsKJNIfvIQ/TZ9rktz-a9I/AAAAAAAAAnA/GTgNT_MQYJU/s400/puppy-mills-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593307540734503890" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ri_I8R5kjYA/TZ9rkWKjuxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s4bZdTbmpTg/s1600/post-rinjani4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ri_I8R5kjYA/TZ9rkWKjuxI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s4bZdTbmpTg/s400/post-rinjani4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593307534386772754" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W03qzgAMkCs/TZ9rkCmWc6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/XqK4ZopZ6Ek/s1600/poor-dog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W03qzgAMkCs/TZ9rkCmWc6I/AAAAAAAAAmw/XqK4ZopZ6Ek/s400/poor-dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593307529134633890" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DEFIqQlOoQ/TZ9rj0OBjPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/3U6k8qrnguQ/s1600/m_pg11ear.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8DEFIqQlOoQ/TZ9rj0OBjPI/AAAAAAAAAmo/3U6k8qrnguQ/s400/m_pg11ear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593307525274504434" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIXQrQ0F_tE/TZ9qsTfCOQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qgEpsaNMlpw/s1600/dog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIXQrQ0F_tE/TZ9qsTfCOQI/AAAAAAAAAmg/qgEpsaNMlpw/s400/dog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593306571594676482" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wq2lNk17oM/TZ9qsbujUvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PGWA_f0BUrE/s1600/3280689918_412955c3d5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9wq2lNk17oM/TZ9qsbujUvI/AAAAAAAAAmY/PGWA_f0BUrE/s400/3280689918_412955c3d5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593306573807244018" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSVqQReL2I0/TZ9qsLqnBWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Rg1JnGtdq94/s1600/146413847_dffc990433.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gSVqQReL2I0/TZ9qsLqnBWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/Rg1JnGtdq94/s400/146413847_dffc990433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593306569495741794" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b91dZ1Vhi5o/TZ9qr6kaW5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/MydL-Ud9dSQ/s1600/614262-Warnings_or_Dangers-Holguin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b91dZ1Vhi5o/TZ9qr6kaW5I/AAAAAAAAAmI/MydL-Ud9dSQ/s400/614262-Warnings_or_Dangers-Holguin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593306564906343314" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0htU2EnZnaw/TZ9qrjKrOQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MEw6Wu2qr2s/s1600/101213_lacey.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0htU2EnZnaw/TZ9qrjKrOQI/AAAAAAAAAmA/MEw6Wu2qr2s/s400/101213_lacey.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593306558624381186" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-14398785201029906302011-03-24T13:31:00.000-04:002011-03-24T13:32:06.247-04:00//<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z1tolO1zF9s" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-25288067028937399712011-03-14T16:21:00.006-04:002011-03-14T16:38:36.081-04:00ffo ylgnibmun<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the sheer number of revisions </div><div style="text-align: center;">= </div><div style="text-align: center;">my corpse like appearance/state of mind</div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm in hell, on a treadmill.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxE6lFcqVW8/TX5749XB5hI/AAAAAAAAAl4/V3YnCEUdeDY/s400/A_Galvanised_Corpse.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584036806460040722" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but i absolutely shouldn't complain.</div><div style="text-align: center;">japanese life is real.</div><div style="text-align: center;">this isn't.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it's the constant comparison leaving you without any self-justification</div><div style="text-align: center;"> i'm very much alive and not miserable,</div><div style="text-align: center;">but i can't feel any of it.</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-13034094778765077712011-03-12T12:13:00.003-05:002011-03-12T12:22:19.218-05:00butter on the toast of things face down.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wSRg3fWxbBo/TXuqLkVUeHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9MKaEsd8gp0/s1600/When-Foxes-Were-Polite1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wSRg3fWxbBo/TXuqLkVUeHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9MKaEsd8gp0/s400/When-Foxes-Were-Polite1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583243278764243058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_AoIRhYO3w/TXuqLdLRSyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NUkGy60cOos/s1600/belyaev%2Bsilver-foxes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 366px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_AoIRhYO3w/TXuqLdLRSyI/AAAAAAAAAk8/NUkGy60cOos/s400/belyaev%2Bsilver-foxes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583243276843043618" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">why can't you be polite?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NbJ2WLMUA18" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">rounding the final 10 pages and a rough'n'tough revise.</div><div style="text-align: center;">please, let me (get through it) pass.</div><div style="text-align: center;">too much anxiety for this skin to take/ cyclic anxiety & desperation.</div><div style="text-align: center;">fall back, lay down, get up, die a little, :l<b>l</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"> itching & howling on black screens & mute.</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-73963950170695916822011-03-11T09:43:00.003-05:002011-03-11T09:50:46.307-05:00cnn updates my morning on how the 2012 annihilation is true.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">misery is a worldly plague.</span></span></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tkbwLMYULTY/TXo2EVn2qjI/AAAAAAAAAk0/O24doxnNczQ/s400/lg.hrzgal.13.gi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582834136230832690" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Ichihara </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">&</span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXMDdxzKSbs/TXo1L_6fT-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/6BdzruFj3ck/s1600/lg.hrzgal.16.rt.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nXMDdxzKSbs/TXo1L_6fT-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/6BdzruFj3ck/s400/lg.hrzgal.16.rt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582833168330739682" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px; font-family:arial;font-size:12px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">natori, japan </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">this is heartbreaking</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"></span></div></span>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-33044478343201459452011-03-07T17:36:00.004-05:002011-03-07T17:48:39.400-05:00i am.<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6N4a7RX5x7E" frameborder="0"></iframe><div><br /></div><div>it's me, the eel again. </div><div>hello? </div><div>i keep reoccuring.</div><div>can't you see?</div><div>i think it's meant to be,</div><div>you & me.</div><div>i could crawl onto your</div><div>thigh and make it my home</div><div>forever.</div><div>i shock and tingle but i'm </div><div>real unlike the many of others.</div><div><br /></div><div>i sigh, "it figures." </div><div>the only forevers in my life</div><div>are the figures.</div><div>they dominate my thoughts </div><div>and urge, plead.</div><div>they are ruthless, </div><div>yet i baby them with a relocation</div><div>far from my heart but still nestled in my skin.</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-16386800748715315142011-03-06T17:37:00.004-05:002011-03-06T17:46:50.492-05:00emitthgin lavirra.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLZba8XsHfY/TXQMz4kqAOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vkdd2gikBE0/s1600/beetles_mikes_pig1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sLZba8XsHfY/TXQMz4kqAOI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Vkdd2gikBE0/s400/beetles_mikes_pig1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581099923717882082" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">this time, it's more like larva,</div><div style="text-align: center;">whom my mind imitates every night. </div><div style="text-align: center;">i smoke them out with incense</div><div style="text-align: center;">and the burning of banana brulee wax.</div><div style="text-align: center;">it's so deep and metaphoric.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but in reality, they do die.</div><div style="text-align: center;">only then, am i allowed to sleep </div><div style="text-align: center;">or die a little in myself. </div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-88715495669281838242011-03-04T14:51:00.003-05:002011-03-04T14:54:29.180-05:00ritualized.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OoEIyMRp1s/TXFDUwQIW8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/G-XU1iR7EMg/s1600/bach-y-rita1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9OoEIyMRp1s/TXFDUwQIW8I/AAAAAAAAAkU/G-XU1iR7EMg/s400/bach-y-rita1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580315437117758402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90F3Ay-P30E/TXFC3BOnCsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/9Vi_Xj1cw1g/s1600/131955_Full.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-90F3Ay-P30E/TXFC3BOnCsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/9Vi_Xj1cw1g/s400/131955_Full.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580314926278707906" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">under my tongue, not from it.</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-37641585568720188542011-03-02T13:27:00.007-05:002011-03-02T13:54:09.458-05:00ysuol<div><br /><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1Hk66CJR6Gw/TW6MSzeYIKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/OI-MdhdqZ0k/s400/eel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579551243041775778" /><div style="text-align: center;">gnileefysuolysuolysyoly, and it looks like seriously.</div><div style="text-align: center;">or eel or oily, leefy, which sounds like flighty,</div><div style="text-align: center;"> which again i know i am.</div><div style="text-align: center;">but i concentrate on the grim tank, cutting board, </div><div style="text-align: center;">evaporation, dry to the point of dissociation, </div><div style="text-align: center;">an even grimmer winter, and serious.</div><div style="text-align: center;">i remind myself that i l--- winter, </div><div style="text-align: center;">but again i cannot bare to handle that word </div><div style="text-align: center;">but bare, it has the wishing for bear.</div><div style="text-align: center;">impossible association because i am still institutionalized, </div><div style="text-align: center;">institutionalized still.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> it looks and feels like a lousy, oily eel without a leaf </div><div style="text-align: center;">and its serious.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">but again in clarification, an eel is not </div><div style="text-align: center;">deep fried and slice for the appetite.</div><div style="text-align: center;">an eel is found in the korean supermarket</div><div style="text-align: center;">as opposing the bowl of mudskippers,</div><div style="text-align: center;">both are dying,</div><div style="text-align: center;">in stark contrast, its the eel though.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></i></u></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">[personal note: _______________.] </span></i></div></div></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-40468114381165263462011-02-28T19:15:00.000-05:002011-02-28T19:16:28.681-05:00serehwemoh.<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ivlw8VxHXUI" frameborder="0"></iframe>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-23949856049827472472010-11-12T23:36:00.003-05:002010-11-12T23:59:37.816-05:00L41118251<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TN4a3i5CzSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/26PCX6LHYXQ/s1600/pick.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TN4a3i5CzSI/AAAAAAAAAjg/26PCX6LHYXQ/s400/pick.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538894133273480482" /></a>there is so much restrain in my responses. i can only put my worst forward and swallow. blackening more and soak into the self-picking. everything is better when it's all gone.silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-87346904572736002592010-11-09T08:52:00.002-05:002010-11-09T08:55:46.321-05:00elephants,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNlSxGXYr1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/iHEK386kKKU/s1600/stars_ss_dx_org.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNlSxGXYr1I/AAAAAAAAAjY/iHEK386kKKU/s400/stars_ss_dx_org.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537548220304502610" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">i'll break your heart to keep you far from where all danger starts.</div><div><div style="text-align: center;">i'm on my way down.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#666666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 15px;font-size:11px;"><br /></span></span></div></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-90692329936921421942010-11-07T07:59:00.003-05:002010-11-07T10:15:45.827-05:00sweet sedation.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNbBGwYOjKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/fya3-MLZ88w/s1600/2160ee4e5585ad7bfcf0645ea11b4be7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNbBGwYOjKI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/fya3-MLZ88w/s400/2160ee4e5585ad7bfcf0645ea11b4be7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536825113708498082" /></a><div style="text-align: left;">another erosion of past ideals. i used to rage at the thought of sedation. and thus, davey havok, man and not pup, i have added yet another letdown onto my mountainous heap of everything you'd spit at. i do the only action i do well, i run away. and this time i found myself heaving on the steps of my mother's house. i put these under my tongue and let them get sucked into my bloodstream and numb. as a wave roll, down jaw/reaching each jointed bone. into each capillary. how i wish you'd suck me in. yet you won't and won't ever yield to my selfish need. schistosoma, i want to be. i want to live there and make you piss blood, hurting prideful in this manhood. a village rejoicing from what you pass. i go numb as i am absent from crowd. look what i started.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">and here, you will have your peace. every ache vibrates just at a lower frequency, not high enough for you to feel it. just enough for me remember i am far from ceasing. you and i have gotten our much deserved silent. tiger sleeping in this face crawling, scratching at this door, push to the left and let it starve its way into the submission, of the world. no one cares if you're not wailing/at the door of death and this time, this man won't have the burden of worry. i am slow and silent in this decay, needed room to sway closer and closer to your needed distance.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNbBGpaEWPI/AAAAAAAAAjI/s1yF_p-ya28/s400/fig-14a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536825111837169906" />silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-69275296391608999102010-11-05T19:39:00.006-04:002010-11-05T20:29:42.586-04:00stickless,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNSfzQv6EcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/A63PyOEItJ4/s1600/TREBLINKA-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNSfzQv6EcI/AAAAAAAAAi8/A63PyOEItJ4/s400/TREBLINKA-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536225544963232194" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">i can't stick to a thing. i thought i reached a point where i had grown a shell of confidence and a single person crowd of ears, cares and responses - that i finally had a person(s) to confide in, work myself in and rest out of my skin. in other words, a change enabling me to get out from underneath the internet's skirt. but no chance, i'm clutching-hiding-showing only bands of these rabbit/rabid eyeballs. i'm terrified with some kind of hate, i got rolls, lengths of it. a costco-size tapemeasurer showing every dash i'll never reach or grow to encompass or be able to ingest. it's cruel. i thought i was sylvatic, un-tamable little beast of sorts. i'm come face to face with the reflection of a poor toothless bear wandering around alone, now realizing the opposing factor of crowds, where are the roars of interaction? where is my enclosure? gums cannot do the work and they bleed for no useful function. but here might be a function... sweet sweet infection! an abscess leading from canal to brain to dead to sinsi canal/war fanatics. i swore i needed the land, but on land i die. the cocoon is my companion here and yet its layers of my own bearish rotting swelling skin molting onion-like, encapsulating, granuloma for the better of the other. i lay in my own and i become more what is racing to escape than what wishes to reside. in my sensitivity, insanity, i partition myself further and further from you or whatever you mean. all i want to do is be a walking contradiction of sedation in your sweat and hair yet running away begging to be call'end back into it. resisting and giving in, fighting and f~cking. parasite of every meaning of every part that is in you but alas we are of the same species and this isn't even possible. in impossibilities, i shrivel - choosing to revert to easier, invertebrate behaviors. i find saline swelling for all those who wear the mark of cain and wish to be in treblinka without the choice.</span></span></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/TNSfzdNDGYI/AAAAAAAAAi0/9AIaStEYIT0/s400/601rtbw1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536225548306684290" /></div><div><br /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-63871088305076048312010-03-07T10:35:00.004-05:002010-03-07T10:43:04.654-05:00SUN(day).<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">none of this, anymore.</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S5PI5tshI8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/NZ7cIdkLz2M/s1600-h/cowbird2.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S5PI5tshI8I/AAAAAAAAAh8/NZ7cIdkLz2M/s400/cowbird2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445917268265477058" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">i heard a lady singing: "i've tried to get along with you, i have asked myself, what are we gonna do? i'm coming round to take a stand, going to put us together with glue or an elastic band" so world, i'm sorry for being so angry at you. i'm going to try to be nice, really try. it'll be easier for me if you put more puppies and/or animals and nice people in my path. i'll be a good investment.</span></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"><br /></span></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-88946827726194756392010-03-05T18:58:00.003-05:002010-03-05T19:10:45.328-05:00true tenderness.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">it has to come off now. hands to your eyes, eyes on your hand dark black, a terrifying black. why doesn't it come off instantly? one swipe, but no. it takes three, four, five, six and some waning on the seventh. i think there's air trapped in the mucus. like a toad's eye, it's watching me. it blinks. and the left nostril keeps running as on-going as the faucet. they are racing.</div><div style="text-align: center;">there's no beauty without the wound. lucifer was the most beautiful of all the angels, that was his flaw//francis bacon.</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S5GdIUcOdwI/AAAAAAAAAh0/4lxncwnw4WI/s400/2724774704_663ec1210b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445306190719252226" />silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-45505616534851607272010-03-04T16:14:00.004-05:002010-03-05T16:39:58.657-05:00absolute black.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S5Ai-99499I/AAAAAAAAAhs/VOJGHvABuJE/s1600-h/absolute_black_b_500.jpg"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S5Ai-99499I/AAAAAAAAAhs/VOJGHvABuJE/s400/absolute_black_b_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444890414672312274" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">wings, watches and glass// collars, conversations and spiders// this sound of keys<i>musically// <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">haunt, mourn and man(he//all hes, [[not {fannie hesse or eva} wrong gendersex]) is a goodbye. a prayer. a quarter past a measurement. i see the face of ___ in yours, but when its cold out i behave like a dog. it doesn't matter who it is or i'd like to deceive myself. it matters, its a price. a string. forgetting is more of a question than a definitive action. or stop it, stop talking. you think more....how does the word dream play against the phrase 'sounds like a dream' or 'a dream of mine'? dream isn't a positive, yet people give it that popular meaning. keep on running, 3 hours will exhausts all glycogen. could you consider that a ____? i wouldn't. there are so much more. casually confirming my fears. i take back, and i pack even more. what are hardbacks? give me an absolute quantification. i look around and sink deeper, lower, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">irretrievably and out of cast. trout fishing in america. farewell to the grounds(](?/.)). hold my head up. <i><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">i'm</span> always with you//</i>even in my blood, it dies and cycles into life, pretty regularly. </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;">don't put a finger, but he had five on, on, on, on and still on. what can you really do? can't i get a fucking reflection in you? while you're twisting, i'm still breathing. i wonder what keeps you so high, you need to be grounded, underground-ed. why do some people grow so tall? fuck. but i do like the dark minute when the sun drowns and i mouth it like i am in control, strangle yourself with illogical minnows. i'd eat animal flesh if it was so, but it's not so - not really. most everyone i know pretends (that projection) and i separate the <i>todos</i> and assume everyone does now. cracked glass, i feel the cold. you're careless like ____, absent theory of mind; hemo, wish upon never. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">i need to pretend to be a catholic to undergo a confessional(light).</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-21523285496925958382010-02-21T14:34:00.003-05:002010-02-21T14:37:59.769-05:00baby!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK8Iupy9I/AAAAAAAAAhk/1QOEnesLcIQ/s1600-h/0221001317a.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK8Iupy9I/AAAAAAAAAhk/1QOEnesLcIQ/s400/0221001317a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440782590580214738" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK7VquXTI/AAAAAAAAAhc/20YjzqgE0a8/s1600-h/0221001313.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK7VquXTI/AAAAAAAAAhc/20YjzqgE0a8/s400/0221001313.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440782576873528626" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK7C3rttI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bcrZjwzO_ik/s1600-h/0221001311.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4GK7C3rttI/AAAAAAAAAhU/bcrZjwzO_ik/s400/0221001311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440782571827607250" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">i'm scared to eat the last one, so i only took baby bites for the picture. she's nestled in my fridge, still. i have logic issues. also, i am really good at doing anything else besides sitting at a desk, today.</div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-40135976919204155372010-02-21T10:21:00.002-05:002010-02-21T10:26:35.665-05:00TRK2.<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">my love is a storm.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4FQlKUY3zI/AAAAAAAAAg0/l82qqpudphQ/s400/Little-Rain-Cloud-pg1.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440718424195522354" /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-7708352989399101772010-02-20T16:07:00.003-05:002010-02-20T16:17:39.758-05:00peroxisome proliferator-activated receptors: PPARs.<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4BRF0Otu_I/AAAAAAAAAgc/In5TEhGgKtI/s400/Flying+bird.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440437510225116146" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4BRNwR8lZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/Y8qEtogOudY/s400/Flying_Bird.png.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440437646603883922" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">because flying is <i>a useful compromise</i> between running and swimming.</div><div style="text-align: center;">this has resonance.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4BRUkMiqII/AAAAAAAAAgs/hY5Hf35vPOA/s400/Walking_Bird.png.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440437763619072130" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-25481899173772855492010-02-20T13:20:00.004-05:002010-02-20T16:07:25.742-05:00sunny sid(ing).<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">my parents are supreme tricksters, harlequins of my free time. however, there is a rosy(yolky) ending to this visit. one of my dad's clients owns his own farm<i> (he also has his phd in chemistry and works for bristol meyer; talk about dream intersections) </i>and gave my father some of his fresh eggs. they were all sorts of different shades of brown, watered down blue and cream. they were also absolutely delicious. good start.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S4BO6jLOg2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/BxMpljgDSX0/s400/cane_creek_farm_07awi0332_400w.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440435117645267810" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-80235057290215973452010-02-18T20:46:00.005-05:002010-02-18T23:39:15.338-05:009.9 microbial population growth is exponential,<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and so is my stress. however, then i remember to breathe. my coffee is cold, but the library is still open. so technically i can wait(.)/(?)</div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S33wAqpLD6I/AAAAAAAAAgE/Wj1rd5Tfdr0/s400/SC48928.fpx%26obj%3Diip,1.0%26wid%3D400%26cvt%3Djpeg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767819171073954" /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="sub_head_black" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Woman with Umbrella </span></i></span><span class="sub_head_black" style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">雨上がり </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Japanese, Late Meiji era<br />Ichijô Narumi, Japanese, 1877–1910 MFA</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;">eva braun with bunny,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, Arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 365px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S34V0T2cxnI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9MBiccsOMOw/s400/eva_braun-och-bunny.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439809388336170610" /></span></span></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7667227057211092928.post-50481289646197245222010-02-10T11:48:00.006-05:002010-02-10T12:11:15.781-05:00murein'polysac.<div style="text-align: center;">i woke up to:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LoO5bG4PI/AAAAAAAAAf8/m0D7VE2ECss/s400/0210000948.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436663042819940594" /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">and</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnpMmUdAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/jqy41m96Rnc/s1600-h/manw:mc2.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnpMmUdAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/jqy41m96Rnc/s400/manw:mc2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436662395132212226" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3Lno-nKjzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/HMHOGOAK8YY/s1600-h/manw:mc1.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3Lno-nKjzI/AAAAAAAAAfk/HMHOGOAK8YY/s400/manw:mc1.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436662391377661746" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnoqcEcZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/2L7RnmRs9Tc/s1600-h/manw:c4.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnoqcEcZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/2L7RnmRs9Tc/s400/manw:c4.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436662385962414482" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnIYEA7XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Yjw8CNSjsLo/s1600-h/manw:mc5beer.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-qWmS_-1qpI/S3LnIYEA7XI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Yjw8CNSjsLo/s400/manw:mc5beer.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436661831273868658" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">classes are cancelled, leaving me to detox and read microbiology.</div><div style="text-align: center;">i couldn't have imagined how two little gluten treats could have killed my mood and body this badly (ie. burning eyes, migraine, bloated stomach and inability to concentrate on text). this is more than a new year resolution; it is life now. come sunday i will be all healthy and able.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">and i watched that (1929) film instead of having breakfast. it left a good feeling in my stomach.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>silvhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09154779062252960919noreply@blogger.com0