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Written about Sunday 2008-07-20
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Jack has a robin...he says it is his "higher power".
Since jack came here in the Spring;the porch is his most comfortable place to be.He plays his electric guitar there...rocks the neighborhood :)
So this particular robin loves the music...he flys to a low perch on the pine tree and sings his heart out.

For the last week or so the robin wasn't around much...he had other stuff to do,like feeding his fledglings.
But he's back now and jack is happy.I'm glad he has something magical in his life.He says his robin keeps him on the right path...i'm really happy for that.

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Written about Thursday 2008-03-06
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It's a lonely sort of day here in the frozen north,
we just heard about 50 gunshots outside,and my mom called up the stairs "Maybe someone is shooting rats".Heh,yeah,maybe.

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Written about Wednesday 2007-08-22
Written: (6301 days ago)

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  ....And how will it be then?
  Shall i set you into your boat with liquer
  and a bob marly pipe; and send you into that good night?

           Please Stay.

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Written about Thursday 2007-08-16
Written: (6308 days ago)

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Oh No! no no no no

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Written about Tuesday 2007-07-31
Written: (6324 days ago)

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      My heart hurts today

     It has been the most awful summer...
     tied and tethered; no freedom.

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Written about Tuesday 2007-06-19
Written: (6366 days ago)

June 19

Over this and under that, butter between bread, legs between legs, and around and around, up but not down, smiles and frowns, everything calm everything bright, convincing someone that things are alright..., You know that its dark, you're smelling the fear, wanting , such yearning to get out of here...stuck in the headlights like some frightened deer, a lifetime of learning tells you run-do not stay, you never expected to turn out this way...go now,don't sleep, you're in way too deep,---so over the border and through many towns, only rest when you have to sit down, follow your heart, get to that place, where breathing is possible,where life returns grace.

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Written about Friday 2007-06-01
Written: (6384 days ago)

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Oh her words... Jay bird:

I would love to sit and collect dust with you, dear prince.
And carve our happily ever after into these ivory paged story books.
If such an existence ever took a breath in time.

I am pulsating with trees.
Anger,
A longing.
A helpless want to clutch you tight against me.

Footsteps leading away.
From havens beneath and between strong arms.
A place of old declarations, a map of hearts
Dreams.
These escapes in bright light, heat, sweet sips of summer.
And your smell.
Branding my senses, all you. All you and your epic fire.

Our flame…
Dying out.

To hang in confusion
Between hate
And adoration
Worship
And infidelity.
An asylum of thoughts with legs and spurs
A tangle of many bonds.
One could never sort out.

It is this wheel I glue myself to
Mulling and blocking out
A past i do not want to accept has past me by.

It is with this redundancy I die,
With no patience.

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