Embers of a new dawn. Asymp; Leave a comment. The safety of a pupa. Asymp; Leave a comment. I will whisper my heart. Sail a boat my soul. Let the world bleed my veins. They will only see a tiny name. The sky riddled with stars. I will open wide the maws of my soul. Asymp; Leave a comment.

Musings on a 30 year trek in Goju Ryu Karate. They hang together like ghosts in the closet. At a 45º angle, the invisible dojo lies over the living room floor. Silently at night in darkness I do the Goju katas as I was taught, in the background Pandora plays selections from the Buddha Bells channel. It is all feeling, breathing, and stepping.

I was a pretty pink cactus once. I was a pretty pink cactus once. This is the place where you can personalize your profile! By moving, adding and personalizing widgets. You can drag and drop to rearrange. You can edit widgets to customize them. The bottom has widgets you can add! .

Only my memories, stories and that stuff. O ser humano tem muita coisa que me fascina, mas ao mesmo tempo possui imensas outras coisas que me faz questionar se, de facto, o ser humano faz falta no dia à dia de cada um de nós. Não faz sentido? Será mesmo necessário viver numa sociedade assim? March 24, 2015. É cruel a maneira como tratam os animais nos dias que correm. Dizem que somos uma sociedade desenvolvida, mas o desenvolvimento não o v.

I am blogging a memoir of a Catholic childhood in India. Wish me luck! Monday, 28 June 2010. 8212;were emptied from high apartment windows onto passersby. Riotousness and devilry burst forth, a ripe sore. Police stood at every street corn.