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synchronicity
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typhoid
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i list to keep track of those i see tonight.. looks like i'm gonna need it.
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000705
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The Schleiffen Man
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the name of the campus radio station i used to dj last semester... maybe they'll give me the gig again...
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000705
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whirligirl
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well, it happens, i guess. i suppose. o lovely lone warble hello
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000705
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typhoid
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psychotropic violence? you havnt seen anything yet! jesus christ and his super stars
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000705
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typhoid
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it's like what we did, but instead of chalk, spray paint. USA heaps. <----->
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000705
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typhoid
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could it be i understand the meaning of the shooshine_man? the discreet charm of the bourgeois
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000705
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typhoid
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fit as a fiddle... but in the meantime, a harmonica. sounds like a dying yetti.
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000705
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whirligirl
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hmmm... none of this is self-explanatory.
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000706
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many miles away
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"i know you they know me extrasensory..."
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000706
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daxle
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this song made me miss a train once at the time it didn't seem so bad...one more night with my old love
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010815
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kx21
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We and everything else in the Universe are somehow connected / interconnected like knots in the_memory_of_the_universe or knots or the_string_between_reality_and_illusion.... Are these knots strung merely by chance or by something else?
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010830
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Dafremen
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Absolutely the finest album ever put out by The Police. Period. Yes even better than the early stuff. "My sisters and I Have one wish before we die And it may sound strange, As if our minds are deranged Please don't ask us why Beneath the sheltering sky We have this strange obsession You have the means in your possession (Chorus) Tea in the Sahara, with you Tea in the Sahara...WIIITH yOOU Tea in the Sahara, with you Tea in the Sahara with yoooouuuuuuUUUUU (End Chorus) The young man agreed He would satisfy their need So they danced for his pleasure With a joy you could NOT measure They'd wait for him here The same place every year Beneath the sheltering sky Across the desert he would fly. (Chorus) The sky turn too black Would he ever come back? They would climb a high dune They would pray to the moon But he never returned So the sisters would burn As their eyes searched the land With their cups still full of sand. (Chorus) " - 'Tea in the Sahara' the Police
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kx21
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It occus when the mind / matter of Subject is coherent with the frequency / vibration of Object(s)... Copyright 2001. kx21.com
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010830
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kx21
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It occurs / happens when the mind / matter of Subject is coherent with the frequency / vibration of Object(s)... Copyright 2001. kx21.com
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010830
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kx21
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Somehow or somewhat related to the_Gene_of_Nothing & the_Power_of_creativity; Toe1 to Toe10; She1 to She10; and Nothing and Everything else...
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010830
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ClairE
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When all your IM boxes are flashing in unison.
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011220
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god
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now, fer instance
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011221
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kx21
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The Bridge / Clock / String Between Matter and Mind...
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020112
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Mahayana
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love at first sight is a synchronistic event which transpires when the twinkling of an eye is suited, even if two intimates be required to wait before realistic affairs can collapse into place. even if they have never seen with eyes to experience love at first sight [[fate has gone to amazing lengths to orchestrate our coming together]][[now if only strength can perceive my ever enduring soul]][[listening to the voice of destiny]]
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020314
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lady lunchbox
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he called me at the exact same time i was calling him. we both got busy signals. he didn't know i would be in my room. i didn't think he would be in his. this kind of shit happens all the time.
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020323
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spoons
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the great and secret show...
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020810
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me
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Shakin' up the family tree with sibling synchronicity.
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021129
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jane
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everything's working out as unplanned
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030708
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Trickster721
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is when you hear about something for the first time, and suddenly you see it everywhere. Say you were reading Blather and I told you this guy called "Ishkabibble" used to live down the street from my father. Then the very next day, you see a newspaper article written by someone named Ishkabibble. And then within the next week, you get a junk email with Ishkabibble in the subject line, overhear someone say Ishkabibble to someone else in the supermarket, and hear a song on the radio by some new band called Ishkabibble. That's syncronicity.
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drugxmoney
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Life and death, energy and peace, if i stop today it was still worth it. Even the terrible mistakes, that I have made and would have unmade if I could. The pains that have burned me and scarred my soul, it was worth it for having been allowed to walk where I've walked Which was to hell on earth, heaven on earth, back again, into, under, far in between, through it, in it and above
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040612
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nonlucid
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not coincidence, implying some kind of subtle design, that there just might be something more
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040716
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God Spot
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a_point_in_time
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040716
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Tracy Pace
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time-bound, time lost, time found....no time
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040823
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anne-girl
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is god
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040823
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freak
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my friend looked up his most-commonly-used username on google, and the profile he found that was someone-other-than him from what he saw, could have been him communist, death, the whole nine yards
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040828
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
from
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