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Archive for April, 2011

Summer Breeze

From the classic Seals and Crofts song Summer Breeze (1971): See the curtains hangin’ in the window in the evenin’ on a Friday night A little light a-shinin’ through the window lets me know everything is alright Summer breeze makes me feel fine blowing through the jasmine in my mind Summer breeze makes me feel… Read More ›

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27 Things You Never Knew About Me (Part III)

You can read Part I and Part 2 here. The reason this is in three parts is because it took me so long to come up with such a long list. If you think coming up with 27 things about yourself is easy, try it. And don’t include your vital stats, or hobbies or favourite… Read More ›

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apropos of nothing

23 April 2011  Apropos of nothing– At the periphery of my adolescence was someone with whom I was a perfect stranger. Even then, in the midst of a tumultous time of angst and self-discovery, no one is a perfect stranger for we were all the same inside. What’s more, if one is a unicorn, one… Read More ›

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If I Had My Own TV Show

My television show would be a reflection of this blog, Dont Dream Its Over. It would be a three-dimensional, real-world version of the virtual setting of my mind, and of what flits about in there. Like the blog, it would have a structure, a template, from which I work my ideas around. An introduction (hopefully… Read More ›

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Maundy Thursday 2011

In the Christian calendar, this is Holy Week in the runup to Easter and today is known as Maundy Thursday. Growing up in the Methodist church, I used to see this name oft-printed in the church’s calendar of events and it’s become a part of my unused vocabulary. Like most unused words in my treasury… Read More ›

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William Blake’s Holy Thursday

Holy Thursday Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, The children walking two and two in red and blue and green: Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow, Till into the high dome of Paul’s they like Thames waters flow. O what a multitude they seemed, these flowers of London… Read More ›

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Temperament-Taking

Temperament Taking Not to be confused with temperature-taking. Today, I am at odds with self. Why? I sometimes appear to act presumptuously, and hardly know it at the time. And when I do, it’s too late.

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Quote of the Day

I never knew a more presumptuous person than myself. The fact that I say that shows that what I say is true. — Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe

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IMPix

Almost there: Day 34/40 of Lent 2011

This Lent has been quiet. Calm. No relapses that I’m ashamed of. I haven’t felt deep urges to step into a store. I walk briskly through malls to get groceries for dinner, make a key, do a quick lunch or pedicure. As for Facebook, I like being off the hook. No need for Newsfeeds, don’t… Read More ›

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Dealing with Writer’s Block

How does one deal with writer’s block afterall? There are no less than eight drafts of posts lying around in my post folder, idling, unfinished, half-ideas on universal themes of love and friendship, scattered seeds of thought, the remnants of remembered conversations without structure, without coherence. I click open another draft, not mine. It’s 25… Read More ›

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