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[only dying makes us grow]: March 2005
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Only dying makes us grow]. I'm tired. am i ever tired. I just want to lie down somewhere with my eyes closed for a long time and not sleep but just be. Just be. to complete thoughts. to surrender and wait. to listen. Where do i go? I'm ever so tired. Posted by Carissa at 30.3.05. I have no clue. no. clue. And seeing that it's easter, i watched the passion again for the first time since it came out. that was tiring as well. on top of it all i had a big meal, and food always makes me want to sleep. Anyway&...
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[only dying makes us grow]: November 2005
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Only dying makes us grow]. Dark am i. i am not worthy of your loveliness; please turn Your eyes of purity. i have been rejected by those whom i love. they have scorned me and mocked me, but You, You, oh most Sacred One, You have taken me in. what beauty do you see. what? Dark, yet lovely. i don't see it. but You have chosen me. i am Yours. My heart faints. you alone. Song of Songs, Chapter 1. Posted by Carissa at 28.11.05. I feel it coming. Singing its cold, cruel song. How does it sound? The new has come.
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[only dying makes us grow]: Enough
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Only dying makes us grow]. Posted by Carissa at 11.6.07. St Albert, Alberta, Canada. SO i'm a little weird. and i embrace my oddities. lol. oddities. sounds like i'm deformed. NO! THAT'S NOT IT AT ALL. i'm completely fine. well, minus my oddities. uh? View my complete profile.
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Wonder Woman (or not?): Trains and sewing machines
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Wonder Woman (or not? Thursday, January 05, 2006. Trains and sewing machines. I realize that I am young, and that I have many years, and I realize I don’t have to have everything figured out and done by time I’m 28 but why not start now? In 2006 I hope you don’t let the sadness and chaos of our world tell you that change is impossible, that you can’t make a difference in this universe. Even little things like being a true friend to an unloved person is an example of changing some bodies universe.
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[only dying makes us grow]: December 2005
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Only dying makes us grow]. In a veiled language. Calls my name; Come here. My self does not understand. Mysteries swirl, whirl. A foreign familiar place. That smells like home again. Upwards I gaze relentlessly. Strikes my freckled face. As white as snow. As pure as gold. As clean as forgotten. As an affectionate wind,. Mellow with strength,. Lifts my faith full arms. Posted by Carissa at 21.12.05. A Day in the Life. Well, hello and welcome! Holy cow, I need to sneeze but it won't come out.]. Is a reside...
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Wonder Woman (or not?): May 2005
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Wonder Woman (or not? Tuesday, May 31, 2005. Stanleys and Walters and other stuff. So there is some late and breaking news I would like to share with you folk, you Saskatoon folk are the only ones who it really applies too, but I know that the rest of you will be excited about this as well (right? And if not pretend you are). So in about a week and a half the Kristy-Anne Charissa Glubish is coming home to Saskatoon for a bit over a week! Pauses waits for readers to get a grip*. Saturday, May 28, 2005.
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[only dying makes us grow]: WarriorBride
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Only dying makes us grow]. Posted by Carissa at 15.10.06. For far too long, has my sword been sheathed. I like.no, i love! St Albert, Alberta, Canada. SO i'm a little weird. and i embrace my oddities. lol. oddities. sounds like i'm deformed. NO! THAT'S NOT IT AT ALL. i'm completely fine. well, minus my oddities. uh? View my complete profile.
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[only dying makes us grow]: Worlds Fall Apart.
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Only dying makes us grow]. I am so restless. Still, I sit here on a timeworn, wooden chair. A story of the past, those ill-belonging, beloved spots of age-old paint. I've known the groove of this seat for too long. Its ups and downs. Its essence of "undermost" conformity. I ache to move, but wait to see. Separate, we lean forward. I grip the flat of the seat between my groaning legs and stare. At a less-than-empty, off-white canvas as I watch Another's hand. Posted by Carissa at 28.1.07. Hey, i don't kno...
