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typhoid
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Acts of poetic terrorism are strongly recommended, as are developing habits of mystery, theatricality, garrulousness, and charm. Create the evidence for unbelievable events. Swim naked in cool lakes in autumn when the sky shades to twilight. Tell stories. Make people dream. Write constantly: as Guy de Maupassant puts it, "Get black on white." Fill your life and the world around you with inexplicability. Cultivate synesthesia. As Hakim Bey advises, "Dress up. Leave a false name. Be legendary."
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Tank
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twas a friday morning and the lock was broken to my office. how am i to get in me thinks? so i go outside, get a big, long ladder, climb up it, open my window, and climb into my office that way. i never, ever want to use a door again!
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SUZ
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LIFE IS ONE ADVENTURE AFTER ANOTHER.
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carden
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i'm in desparate need for an adventure. not so far as to say i want to get stranded on a desert island. something as simple as an unexpected phone call or email would be nice.
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Eowithien
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I need an adventure. I need to go back to the good ol' days when dragons were capturing princesses, only wanting to clean out their caves. I want to go back and be a peasant girl, made to dream as she milked the cow, fucked her neighbor/cousin... no not really.... I want to go back and be a princess, captured by a dragon that becomes her friend, who is then rescued by a prince and meets all the mystical creatures she dreamt of from her high tower... I need an adventure in my life, I'm sick of the routines. School, here (the place they call "home"), them, parents, traitors, war, peace...hate.... I need love and adventure and sometimes I wonder if one will come with the other.
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pipedream
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adventures don't find you, you have to find adventures...i have 'em all the time! last one was yesterday when i slew a bee that was going on a sting rampage right before an exam began...i took off my shoe and whap whap whap, and everyone giggled.
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minnesota_chris
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she's PIPEDREAM, slayer of bees, defender of classrooms! I picture a statue of you, a grim but just look on your face, and shoe in hand.
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User24
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lol
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snarl
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dragon hobbit unicorn. yeayy. so mcnally raivne? MMMMMMMMMHHHHHHHHMmmmmmmmm
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tahey
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is not found in these patterns or repetitious circles
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blown cherry
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I'm getting on with my life.
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Lemon_Soda
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Life sure has a hell of alot of mini-quests. And every time I pass one up associated with an ally, I take a hit to the morale bar.
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u24
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It's 6:45 (am). The dog is lying by the sofa, closing her eyes and smacking her lips the way she does when she's settling down. For her today is just another day. There may be walkies later. There may be hoovering. She cannot tell what sort of day it will be until it is already happening. She does not plan. She waits and reacts in the moment. On the whole I think hers is not a bad approach to life. She does not worry about the future. But I am not like a dog. I do plan. And I know that today is going to be different. About two weeks ago the idea first appeared, like a flea bite that itches more the more you pick at it. I'd been picking at this idea whenever my mind wandered until finally it grew so itchy it couldn't be pushed to the back of my mind anymore. I had given myself a target. I would put my all into my work and this adventure would be the reward. But I did not put my all into my work. I cannot seem to concentrate any more. Still, with little regard for pacts I had made with myself, time moved onwards. Some little work got done and today has arrived. If I was strict with myself I should forego my reward and finish my work. I am not strict with myself. It is a fault. Today I am going to be like a dog. There is no plan but adventure, there is no future to worry about, just for today. Today I live in the moment. Time for an adventure!
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