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hmph, a fairly inspired writing, but i wont tell what inspired it because its a weird(ish) one. either way here it is.

I've been to war and seen the death But now I'm rocking in a chair. Of course, it is a kind of bless But still I don't believe it's fair.

Greetings Provensen Clan!, I'm writing you from ______ in Southern Thailand where I've been teaching at the university for about a month now. It's been a curious experience. I've met many interesting people ranging from kind and semi-learned professors to my student Bo, a model and a nice girl, to ___, a local thug but a salt-of-the-earth fellow in many ways.

A poem for Miss Helen Keller, 1880 - 1968. Note: Fifty percent of the proceeds from the sale of this poem will be donated to the Carter Center in Atlanta. I shall see after death with the happiest eyes

Dear diary By: Palvi The following entries are from diaries from two different generations. These excerpts show the comparison between Mary Jane Austin in 1925 and Mary Jane Austin in 2005. Yes, they both are related.

Void existence Blank slate All these things are a black hope I keep it close and hold it dear Because to take form Means to lose imaginations fluidity

I lost my words... but I had them here one minute ago, I had to tell you things that you know i had to tell you, things that i had to tell you, maybe i only lost my lies, they hid well, maybe though simply they weren`t mine, believe me, unite your heart and then believe in it, really.

Somewhere between Darjeeling and Calcutta is a place called Sevoke Bridge.It is certainly what it purports to be-a mere bridge.It is early winter now and a Scorpio is making its way over the bridge.The Scorpio is actually a grand-looking SUV.This particular car has five people sitting in it.As the Scorpio is about to descend into the freeway the driver spots a girl.The girl is wearing expensive clothes and is trying to secure a ride on the car.Half out of pity and half out of a very ancient instinct the driver stops the car.The girl explains that she lives in Darjeeling and is trying to get some medicines for her ailing father from nearby Tenzing Stand.The passengers who have all paid the driver individually for the ride are happy to accomodate a very pretty girl.The girl tries to make small talk.Suddenly she produces a revolver and asks her co-passengers to hand over their belongings.The passengers,who are all men,offer little resistance.One of them stays with her after he introduces himself as her husband.After the others are offloaded at Tenzing Stand the girl tells the lanky boy,"You drive!".It is apparent that the girl doesn't know how to steer an automobile.As the vehicle speeds off towards Calcutta the two passengers introduce themselves to each other.The boy is called Bunty and the pretty girl is Bubbles.Both have set out from Darjeeling with the aim of becoming filmstars in distant Bombay.

ABSURDLAND If you take the road to the end of the earth, bypassing Yeovil, Nairn, and Holmfirth, chances are you'll eventually come by a steeple that doesn't point to the sky. Go where it points across shifting sand