tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post2412170920023136852..comments2023-04-02T16:25:02.430+01:00Comments on Nothing Exists, Despite Appearances: Why Either Were You Ignorant To See't, Or, Seeing It, Of Such Childish Friendliness To Yield Your Voices?No One In Particularhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13465987207757191972noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-38695755950027358672009-08-30T09:45:29.909+01:002009-08-30T09:45:29.909+01:00Are you sure it wasn't "Tulsa Time"?...Are you sure it wasn't "Tulsa Time"? Tulsa time must be the perfect parable for no time.No One In Particularhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13465987207757191972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-71919139934408255362009-08-30T09:18:07.227+01:002009-08-30T09:18:07.227+01:00It was "I Believe in You".It was "I Believe in You".Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-57998899727639470812009-08-26T23:07:18.003+01:002009-08-26T23:07:18.003+01:00Gorilla - is it "I Recall a Gypsy Woman"...Gorilla - is it "I Recall a Gypsy Woman"? <br /><br />Brenda - they are you. Might as well love them.No One In Particularhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13465987207757191972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-81715432305305309092009-08-26T22:30:22.904+01:002009-08-26T22:30:22.904+01:00Yes, this reminds me of a Don Williams song.Yes, this reminds me of a Don Williams song.Gorilla Bananashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13044093013423635830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-68646894335639632362009-08-26T20:47:55.500+01:002009-08-26T20:47:55.500+01:00Suzanne
Your writing is like a dense, luxuriant j...Suzanne<br /><br />Your writing is like a dense, luxuriant jungle where everything is tropically overgrown and interwoven and filled with exotic sights and sounds. I come here for refreshment and distraction. I leave feeling a bit more accepting of the peopled world to which I return. mucho gracioBrendahttp://betaphilings.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311547075033408596.post-49682931608215063692009-08-26T14:30:12.440+01:002009-08-26T14:30:12.440+01:00and the person we thought we were works so diligen...and the person we thought we were works so diligently to wrap itself up in that personality, spending its whole life trying to protect itself from the outside world.<br /><br />When all that falls away and there is no protection left, as none is needed, all that is left is love.Lunehttp://blogwithoutaname.comnoreply@blogger.com