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  <title>Diary of a Transient</title>
  <subtitle>Violette</subtitle>
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    <name>Violette</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-20T23:00:51Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:23772</id>
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    <title>for those of you who aren't on Facebook or Deviantart....</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T22:58:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T23:00:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000k21q/"&gt;&lt;img height="480" width="320" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000k21q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography by Teresa Christiansen&lt;br /&gt;You can find a clearer version of this photo and more work by Teresa at www.stillawake.deviantart.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:23042</id>
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    <title>Soreal</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T08:32:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T08:32:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People are not bothered by events, but by their interpretations                of those events. When we encounter difficulties, become anxious                or troubled, let us not blame others, but rather ourselves, that                is: our interpretations about things.&lt;/i&gt;                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger;"&gt;-Epictetus, about 60 AD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:22867</id>
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    <title>Paradise Found</title>
    <published>2008-07-23T09:21:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-23T09:21:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I freaking LOVE MY LIFE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the winter, I tend to forget how much I absolutely love swimming outdoors. Lakes, oceans, rivers....yes, please. Being submersed in natural water makes me so happy. Especially the ocean. That water is so magical. So old, yet fresh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me to think that I'm swimming in water that could've very well washed up on the shores of the Mediterranean/Europe/Caribbean. It's all connected and It really just puts everything into perspective for me. As soon as I even think about going to the beach, I am immediately happy. When I finally get to submerge myself in the vast depths of the ocean, I'm completely blissed-out. All my problems/worries seem to float away with the tide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently fallen in love with night-swimming. The privacy and quiet are like nothing else I've ever experienced. When I'm underwater, I can actually hear the little pebbles on the shore moving with the waves as they crash on the beach. Swimming by the light of the moon and the phosphorescence is so beautiful. I went the other day with a friend of mine and, because it was after 2am, the moon was setting into the water as we swam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I love where I live. It's absolute paradise.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:21800</id>
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    <title>RANT</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T07:40:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T07:40:07Z</updated>
    <category term="punk moshpit etiquette"/>
    <lj:music>POSER DISPOSER, ETC FUCK</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I went to this punk show tonight, which is kind of a big deal because I haven't been to a show or moshed in probably close to a year. It was really awesome because I got to hang out with Lindsay and Brett and hear the awesome music and breathe in other peoples carbon dioxide and sweat molecules. LOVELOVELOVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY WANTED TO MOSH AND ALL THOSE 17 YEAR OLD CRAZY-ASS, SEXUALLY DEPRIVED TEENAGERS WERE FUCKING THROWING PUNCHES, MAN! Now I'm no wimp, and I can handle a few fists to the ribs, but they were totally OUT FOR BLOOD!!! One kid was even trapping people's heads in his hoodie! WTF?&amp;gt;???!!!! I WANTED TO MOSH, NOT GET A FIST TO THE FACE, FUCKERS!!!! and, luckily, I didn't....but i feel jipped. I feel like I have blue balls or someshit. There's all this leftover adrenaline in my body and it needs to escape! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, next time you're in a moshpit and some kids are fucking shit up for the rest o' yas, dig up the balls that i obviously didn't have and KNOCK THE FUCKERS OUT. Mosh pits are not an excuse to punch someone in the face! They are for moving to the music and releasing aggression in a HEALTHY way. Pushing, OK. Jumping, PLEASE! I can even handle low elbows and fists, but when they're at eye level? COME ON. That's just mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! I'm gonna go listen to some hardcore and scream for a while.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:21367</id>
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    <title>just</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T08:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T08:29:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Walking to my own beat tonight,&lt;br /&gt;boots undone, hitting the cold, wet concrete of this quiet, small place.&lt;br /&gt;wondering about my intentions&lt;br /&gt;wondering what the fuck i'm actually doing&lt;br /&gt;wondering if this is all just a game...? or more than that?...&lt;br /&gt;we've been doing this back and forth thing for 6 months now and I'm ready to finally&lt;br /&gt;get to the point. &lt;br /&gt;because I see you watching me watching you watching me. &lt;br /&gt;I feel my heart race when our bodies touch. &lt;br /&gt;I see you grin when I'm being cheeky.&lt;br /&gt;should I have closed the door all the way tonight and looked into your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;would you have pulled away as I inched closer? &lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you would've done if I had put your hand on my heart tonight.....&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:21044</id>
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    <title>a new year: abundance, knowledge, travels</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T10:18:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T10:18:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the hum of my large monitor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Finally, after 6 months, I feel at home here on the coast. I have friends, I know my way around, and I'm happy here. It's so beautiful. I've been taking late-night walks down by the water [I'm only ten minutes from the beach!]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting school during the second week of January. More education about photography! YAY! I'm really excited....especially since I just got a new piece for my camera that allows me to use a studio flash! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after school is finished in April I will be [hopefully] traveling back east to be a farming apprentice until November. I'm not quite sure where yet, but i'm trying to work on a specific farm two hours from Ottawa [closer to Guelph]. If I don't get accepted there, then i will hopefully get accepted by my second choice, which is a farm just an hour outside of Montreal! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited because I really want to learn how to be an organic farmer AND I've been wanting to go back east for a long, long time. Most of my family lives in either Toronto or Ottawa and I miss them a lot. I hardly know them! I want to check out Montreal, too. I hear great things and I think I would love it. Who knows, I might end up staying there for a while after my apprenticeship is over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and, if my financial situation is favorable, NYC here I come!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:20627</id>
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    <title>sparkles</title>
    <published>2007-12-08T10:26:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-09T10:41:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I gazed up at the clear, starry night sky and sang Regina to you tonight. &lt;br /&gt;Could you feel it?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:20464</id>
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    <title>Alex Grey</title>
    <published>2007-12-04T00:40:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-04T00:40:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm getting this big tattoo on my arm in two days.&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous and excited and anxious and excited. &lt;br /&gt;It's my first real tattoo. and its big. and it's BEAUTIFUL!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;It's an adaptation of this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000hz0b/"&gt;&lt;img width="502" height="400" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000hz0b/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck, lovelies!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:19822</id>
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    <title>soulspew @ 2007-11-25T16:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-26T00:55:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-26T00:55:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ani D in my head.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got some lame news from the big city. &lt;br /&gt;The house I was going to move into on the drive is no longer available! &lt;br /&gt;The landlord and current tenants had a big miscommunication and now they're staying until the house gets torn down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, there's a two bedroom suite available two blocks away from the place I was going to move into! &lt;br /&gt;How cool is that? &lt;br /&gt;Rent is going to be a little more expensive and it's a lot smaller....but it's in Vancouver and I will be living with one of my best friends. AND it's on the Drive. Which is basically a necessity for me right now. &lt;br /&gt;It's also more of a long-term situation, which is very appealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty disappointed right now. I don't really want to pay that much for rent but, these days, rent is ridiculously expensive! &lt;br /&gt;How's a person supposed to save money and better themselves when they're paying upwards of $500 a month in rent?!&lt;br /&gt;Plus internet, hydro, phone, food, school, transportation, fun,etc...??!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Solutions: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Internet:&lt;/b&gt;-leach off of someone else's connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Phone&lt;/b&gt;-try and get the best deal you possibly can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Food&lt;/b&gt;-I know it's kind of gross, but dumpster dive! There's one place behind a vegetarian food bank and it's pretty clean and yummy. Also, there is free dinner at a Sikh Temple in East Van Mon-Fri at&amp;nbsp; 7pm, and lunch at a Hindu Temple by Main Street on Sundays at 2pm. Then, of course, there are food banks around town to get basics and non-perishables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;School- &lt;/b&gt;is there any way around paying for school? I guess it depends on what you're trying to learn....ie. apprenticeships, teaching yourself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Transportation- &lt;/b&gt;ride a bike! You can find reasonably priced bikes in this city if you're not picky about style. Vancouver is SO bike-accessible! Plus, it's fun and gets you in shape :-). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUN- &lt;/b&gt;fun is free. Most of the time. If not, volunteer for events that you want to go to. You'll meet awesome people and be a part of the love. Also, sometimes there's a deal like "Free before 10pm" or you could get on the guest list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some free furniture for my new place, so if you see anything cool in a back alley somewhere, grab it! Or, tell me about it!</content>
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    <title>tomorrow, today, forever.</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T09:45:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T09:45:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mmmmmmincubus.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hannah aka HONNOH THE HOMO just surprised me at work! I just got off and was just about to enjoy myself a first sip of Irish Cream Ale aka KILKENNY and then, low and behold! Hannah comes and gives me some lovins!! :O WHUUUUT!&amp;gt;??? In my lil tiny town? One of my bestest bestests??? woooah. wow. and everything in between. &lt;br /&gt;We played pool and sucked ass, but won. ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to a lot of Incubus lately. They are just a bunch of friends that make music together and are so so good. Plus, Brandon Boyd is so beautiful. It kind of weirds me out that in every music video i've seen of theirs, he's shirtless....hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Incubus. You should listen to them. You will like them. i promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm coming to Vancouver tomorrow. We should snuggle in your bed. I'll keep you warm. &lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>love is...</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T06:56:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T06:56:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">feeling completely at ease with yourself, around the other&lt;br /&gt;being inspired and inspiring.&lt;br /&gt;caring.&lt;br /&gt;being happily sleep deprived.&lt;br /&gt;wonderfully aching.&lt;br /&gt;tenderness.&lt;br /&gt;gentle hands and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;strong arms.&lt;br /&gt;being fulfilled. &lt;br /&gt;laughter.&lt;br /&gt;compassion.&lt;br /&gt;giving. &lt;br /&gt;surprises. &lt;br /&gt;my cheeks hurting. &lt;br /&gt;excitement. &lt;br /&gt;listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard to put to words...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:18188</id>
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    <title>there is no one or the other. there is only this.</title>
    <published>2007-10-08T22:06:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-08T22:06:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you make me want to throw up...&lt;br /&gt;in a good way. &lt;br /&gt;and I hate it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:17786</id>
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    <title>another quote i like</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T07:37:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-03T05:04:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;"If you can't handle me at my worst, you don't deserve me at my best."&lt;br /&gt;~Marilyn Monroe&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:17433</id>
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    <title>New Realization-Sublime</title>
    <published>2007-09-27T09:50:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-27T09:52:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I've been listening to a lot of ska/punk/riot grrl kind of music lately and stumbled upon an awesome Sublime CD.&amp;nbsp; It's called &lt;i&gt;Second Hand Smoke&lt;/i&gt;. There's a lot of great songs on it not relating to weed at all in particular. One I really like is "New Realization".&amp;nbsp; You should try and listen to it because the lyrics alone don't do it justice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time has come,&lt;br /&gt; to reach a new realization 'tween me and you,&lt;br /&gt; time to clear the rumors, sensations,&lt;br /&gt; and things that just are untrue.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Well I thought I heard you behind me,&lt;br /&gt; with a knife straight for my back.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; It's quite clear that I'm back in the swing of living,&lt;br /&gt; although I might not be on the right track.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man down &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Town's wheres you'll find me,&lt;br /&gt; through some ill gotten' hand&lt;br /&gt; Although I never listen girl, I damn well understand.&lt;br /&gt; And you think, I'm so damn feeble.&lt;br /&gt; I can't see through your lies, you're just a crock of shit,&lt;br /&gt; with a pretty smile, and I refuse to compromise.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, don't give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie.&lt;br /&gt; Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song thats deep inside.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, tears running down your face, just screaming "look me in the eye!".&lt;br /&gt; Well I'm looking straight at your twisted face,&lt;br /&gt; and it's enough to make me cry.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Oh, passion's there for those who want to&lt;br /&gt; pay the price of loving you,&lt;br /&gt; in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt; Wrapped around your finger&lt;br /&gt; but I think my time has come&lt;br /&gt; but I never can be too sure, cuz I like to have a little fun.&lt;br /&gt; Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; A mind is a precious thing to taste.</content>
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    <title>Maybe by Rachel Kann</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T17:17:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T17:17:36Z</updated>
    <category term="poetry kann"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;"...maybe if you look too long at my packaging you'll notice holes &lt;br /&gt;and you can watch the atoms dance &lt;br /&gt;and remember that we are all just bundles of energy &lt;br /&gt;and maybe I will be alright&lt;br /&gt;if i can just keep breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I have tried to break my own bones &lt;br /&gt;just to see if i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be human&lt;br /&gt;this package is savage&lt;br /&gt;and flawed&lt;br /&gt;just collected wetness and hot whispers&lt;br /&gt;vulnerable and easy to attack&lt;br /&gt;a skin sack of slippery tubes, fluid and skeleton&lt;br /&gt;and underneath - nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it makes me wanna hold everyone&lt;br /&gt;and I say "i love you" a lot&lt;br /&gt;but I mean it&lt;br /&gt;earnestly&lt;br /&gt;yearningly.&lt;br /&gt;i am burning up with refracted passion.&lt;br /&gt;I am ablaze with amazement.&lt;br /&gt;Aching with the taking in of all these little pieces of majesty&lt;br /&gt;and beauty &lt;br /&gt;and frailty..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:17123</id>
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    <title>Riot Grrl/Ska/Hardcore</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T23:43:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-25T21:07:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I want to be in a band. I want to rock out to cheesy, awesome covers and maybe original songs if we feel like it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;I want the guitar riffs and bass line to make me vibrate and jump around. I want to release tension and emotion. I want to ROCK OUT, BABY! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;I have no experience and it doesn't matter. It'll be just for fun. No drama, no seriousness. Just unadulterated humor and expression, mockery even. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;font size="-1" face="arial"&gt;Fuck Yeah. Wanna play???!!!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sigh</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T09:28:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T09:28:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#800080"&gt; i hope the stars are kissing your cheeks tonight&lt;br /&gt; cause i might be naked and lonely&lt;br /&gt; shaking branches for bones&lt;br /&gt; but i'm still time zones away&lt;br /&gt; from who i was the day before we met&lt;br /&gt; you were the first mile&lt;br /&gt; where my heart broke a sweat - &lt;b&gt;andrea gibson&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/center&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:16165</id>
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    <title>Whistler Trip '07</title>
    <published>2007-08-30T05:06:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-30T05:06:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00007385/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="480" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00007385/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waxed my legs...it was a special occasion. I kinda like it, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00008hh1/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="480" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00008hh1/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate delicious sandwiches...in our bikinis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00009w0p/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="480" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00009w0p/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to summer, bikinis and soft skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000ayfq/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="214" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000ayfq/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my armpits too, what can I say, I was on a roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000b1sk/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="214" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000b1sk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000c4et/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="480" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000c4et/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Whistler crew ('07), minus my brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000dp0t/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="214" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000dp0t/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He's so huggable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000e50q/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="214" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000e50q/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . and a little lonely, sitting on that bench all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000f0pt/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="480" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/0000f0pt/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an air vent...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:15940</id>
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    <title>this n that</title>
    <published>2007-08-24T11:38:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-24T11:40:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00004c35/"&gt;&lt;img width="360" height="480" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00003fkp/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classy drunk dialing...it's Silvi's Birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00004c35/"&gt;&lt;img width="360" height="241" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00004c35/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I KNOW! &lt;br /&gt;WHO DID THIS? I NEED to know. &lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00005r10/"&gt;&lt;img width="360" height="270" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00005r10/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00006pxp/"&gt;&lt;img width="360" height="270" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/soulspew/pic/00006pxp/s320x240" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are it. &lt;br /&gt;beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;unforgettable. &lt;br /&gt;fiery. &lt;br /&gt;inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;tender.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:15007</id>
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    <title>a fire inside</title>
    <published>2007-08-16T23:10:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-23T19:12:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Lie in the comfort of sweet calamity with nothing left to lose. &lt;br /&gt;Like in the darkness, I'm slowly drowned to sleep, nothing left to lose. &lt;br /&gt;Three tears I've saved for you. &lt;br /&gt;I'd retrace the steps that lead me here but nothing lives behind me. &lt;br /&gt;So I lie in this field, bathed in the light that loves me, with nothing left to lose. &lt;br /&gt;Three tears I've saved for you. &lt;br /&gt;Will you be my beloved? &lt;br /&gt;Will you help me to get through? &lt;br /&gt;Will you be my destruction? &lt;br /&gt;Will you help me to be through?&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I, beneath the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face, I creep through the twilight to that hidden place beyond the lonely. &lt;br /&gt;I'll meet you tonight in the whispers when no one's around. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing can stop us now. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight in the whispers where we won't be found.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you dreaming of me and the time when our steps are retraced and I creep through the twilight to that hidden place, beyond the lonely, I'll meet you. &lt;br /&gt;Beneath a dream, lost in a dream, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Smile.&lt;br /&gt;Along the path where the stream is talking, I breathe the mist and continue walking. &lt;br /&gt;The wood; it whispers in a language of it's own. &lt;br /&gt;As a sigh escapes my lips, I feel the light caress of fingertips that steal away the breath and leave me on my own, waiting by the stairs. &lt;br /&gt;Waiting, I despair. &lt;br /&gt;Do I hear the hollow sound, footsteps resounding on this frozen ground, or the familiar disappointment of the echoes of my own? &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I ended up here in between, where there is always the comfort of knowing I'll never be seen when I fall. &lt;br /&gt;I wait for just one touch and I fall. &lt;br /&gt;Weightless, endless, faithless, I'll adore you. &lt;br /&gt;A single touch before I fade. &lt;br /&gt;Painless, let me pass through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:13681</id>
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    <title>Charkra Two: Water</title>
    <published>2007-08-07T20:38:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-07T20:56:15Z</updated>
    <category term="meditation chakras"/>
    <lj:music>Billy Joel- "It's still rock and roll to me"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#0000ff"&gt;"...Until, as one, you ebb and flow with the tides of the sea, pulled by the moon in its dance of dark and light. Your oceans, vast and deep, abound with life. Your passion reaches outward, spills onto the shore, and returns again within you. You drink in all the change around you, pulling its movement through you as your life ebbs and flows. In . . . and out . . . you breathe." &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#0000ff"&gt;~Anodea Judith &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:13327</id>
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    <title>bleh</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T21:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T21:37:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm drowning myself in others words, trying to relate and cry. &lt;br /&gt;Because when i can't find my own words crying is just as therapeutic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once told me that, in life, we are either in love or broken-hearted. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think that is true. I think that after a heart is mended, there is this amazing time where you are neither in love nor broken-hearted. &lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite time of all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken-hearted right now.&lt;br /&gt;My natural reaction is to tell myself to snap out of it,&amp;nbsp; drown my sorrows in alcohol, cigarettes and weed, casual sex and love songs written by others. Dance, A LOT. &lt;br /&gt;and when I'm done self-medicating, I'll focus on my goals, bettering myself. &lt;br /&gt;Then i usually fall in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, I'm not self-medicating that way. &lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping right to the goals and bettering myself. &lt;br /&gt;Going to the beach, dancing, spending time with family and friends, working, making music, going to school, paying off my debts, meditating/visualization, traveling....OK, maybe a little bit of drinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be mutually in love with a human. But, i can't be in a relationship while I'm still getting over my last one.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:12644</id>
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    <title>heartache</title>
    <published>2007-07-12T20:37:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-12T20:38:46Z</updated>
    <category term="heartache love ani difranco"/>
    <lj:music>counting crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#333399"&gt;"...i guess that this is the price that we pay for the privilege of living for even a day in a world with so many things worth believing in".&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:12402</id>
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    <title>time/space</title>
    <published>2007-07-12T10:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-12T10:05:09Z</updated>
    <category term="memories evolution change"/>
    <lj:music>counting crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was there. &lt;br /&gt;It was real.&lt;br /&gt;I was that person in those pictures. &lt;br /&gt;I said those things, wrote those words. &lt;br /&gt;Performed those actions.&lt;br /&gt;Everything led up to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt those feelings. i still do, but on a different canvas now. &lt;br /&gt;i was a different person yesterday, a month ago, six months ago.&lt;br /&gt;and it's hard to remember and compare. &lt;br /&gt;myself now with myself then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:soulspew:12243</id>
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    <title>now.hear.this.</title>
    <published>2007-05-13T18:20:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-13T18:20:10Z</updated>
    <category term="shake your booty"/>
    <lj:music>regina, regina reginahahahhh...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">stripes n neon. &lt;br /&gt;i.pick.up.sticks.&lt;br /&gt;bags upon bags of records. wires. &lt;br /&gt;water. &lt;br /&gt;emanate.&lt;br /&gt;fresh. &lt;br /&gt;standing on end. &lt;br /&gt;ello ello. &lt;br /&gt;new friend.&lt;br /&gt;old friend. &lt;br /&gt;fresh outta music school. &lt;br /&gt;all original beats!! &lt;br /&gt;twinkle. twinkle. &lt;br /&gt;blurred vision. &lt;br /&gt;first timers. &lt;br /&gt;sparklies. &lt;br /&gt;swirlies. &lt;br /&gt;pick up lime. &lt;br /&gt;can i have a star?&lt;br /&gt;i like stars. &lt;br /&gt;me too.</content>
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