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Folders of Hope

sick to my stomach . hard to wake up in the morning. so in touch with reality that i was hoping that i was back in the dreamworld. i was so angry last week, that i had screamed, this existence!, I don't want.
Proud and full of dignity I was, to some, since most view this reality/life as a gift. (Why do I feel like I am writing the Book of Death Part Two? ) Can i just be full of life, if not fuller in my steps forward as a being that's indeed blessed
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( the technique to fade out quietly. the beginning of The Book of The Dead...
DIE ALREADY!)

but here i am . amongst. becoming. growing . shrinking at the same time. gaining knowledge as i had said , and when the 'tank' is full, i 'll be leaving this Earth and become indeed! the better part of the Eco Systems.
Say!, Buddhism has so much and yet nothing to comfort. Imagine ones that was raised in this beautiful simplicity of so called religion. They even had a reading to meditate on Death. Imagine that! freaked me out in the beginning, but what happenned then when u have gained this knowledge, the basic and yet unrelenting in claiming that we all don't know jack shit about the after world. Proven? I believe they did. the rest of the faith, if you want, u can fill in the blanks, if it needs be........ and this... i got to be cool with.

0824 - That House.mp3

( Chua realized something .. 'u become the 'person' that u are 'attracted' to. The multiplication of personalities , adding up to what is supposedly great about you, that's the only cross sectioned of life that makes it great. indeed!. So Chua put her book down ,



and looked out her window.. hmmm.. plant flowers. where the hell am i going to plant it... ? )

Kanavugal Across The Street

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