May 2011
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the presence of plants
I never quite understood how much I love my plants until they today were brought back to me. When I moved, we agreed to let them remain at my mother’s house until I was settled in my apartment. It’s been beyond a month since we parted, and I didn’t think much of it until I placed them on my window sills again. All of a sudden, the apartment appears far more inviting, and pleasant...
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"black people are black because they were burned...
It is scary how some people fail to see the sense of things, and firmly believe something as alarming as this. A friend posted me this printscreen:
Who teaches other people these sorts of things? This person obviously is deluded (or, tries to be funny in a not-so-funny-way). All are equal, and none less worthy than the other. How is it even possible that some people fail to see this, end up as...
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unpacking boxes and enter life
I hate boxes. To fill them up, as well as unpacking them. It all seems stupid. It would be so much easier to just have them fill, and empty, themselves on their own. And it would save me a lot of time - and most of all, rid me the horror of having them tower up over and before me like some cruel and beastly monster, reminding me every day of my lack of self-control.
“WE WILL NOT DISAPPEAR,...
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the mystery of man
I have come to discover that, attempting at understanding another by dissecting this other’s behavior is a complete waste of time. It is very interesting, of course, to put another being under the magnifying glass and examine their every move, but a complete waste of time.
OK. Not a complete waste of time, for in doing so, you learn more about the creature. But it is very frustrating. You...
