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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: September 2009
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Saturday, September 26, 2009. Forgive me father, for I have sinned. And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us. Today, as I stand at the gallows pole, I answer the questions that life has posed me. When I go, I go in the knowledge that at the threshold of my end, I have answered life and it's doubters. Tell me, should I forgive those who trespass against us? Are they not fighting a war that is not theirs?
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Tuesday, December 08, 2009. Most humans I can do without. They are nothing but a disgrace to humanity as a whole and I’m not talking about politicians and world leaders. I am talking about the average human…and here’s a list of who and why:. The local colleague: because he / she blabbers in a regional tongue and consumes his / her food and beverage with a cacophony that closely resembles a malfunctioning flush tank;. The relatives: be...
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Friday, July 15, 2011. The Slow Train To Mysore. This was the night train to Mysore and there weren’t any buyers for tea on the train. Where Ram and Hari dreamt, the train went, where they awoke, the train stopped. Such is the beauty of the night train to Mysore. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The Pentagram Of Life. Wildlife Conservation In A Flat World. View my complete profile. The Slow Train To Mysore The train rumbled on thro.
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Sunday, November 27, 2011. The End of the Line. Talguppa, a town that appears confused by its own name, gathered from the different ideas painted on the yellow station boards, lent us its serenity for a few minutes as we took the only train that makes the long haul to town through the picturesque Malnad region. In a few minutes the train took on its only passengers who did the whole hog, the return, us. The sun was in shadow and the f...
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: July 2009
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Wednesday, July 15, 2009. The Politics of Ecstasy. Why is that after a night of awesome sex the question is raised as to “what next? 8221; Or, why even a question? Or why even a thought of a question? I did not sign a contract that says “have sex and answer me”…almost like have ten beers and don’t piss! But I think its some “cool” talk, you know, like “whats up dawg? 8221;…you’ve heard that before I’m sure! Q: where are we? A: well, w...
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: April 2007
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Saturday, April 07, 2007. 1994 Pulitzer Prize: Kevin Carter. He photographed a vulture awaiting the death of a starving child in Sudan, Africa. Kevin Carter was a South African photojournalist. The picture of the vulture stalking a starving girl is real and was taken in. He was awarded the Pulitzer prize in May of 1994 for the picture. Two months later he connected a hose to the exhaust pipe of his pickup truck and committed suicide.
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: December 2009
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Tuesday, December 08, 2009. Most humans I can do without. They are nothing but a disgrace to humanity as a whole and I’m not talking about politicians and world leaders. I am talking about the average human…and here’s a list of who and why:. The local colleague: because he / she blabbers in a regional tongue and consumes his / her food and beverage with a cacophony that closely resembles a malfunctioning flush tank;. The relatives: be...
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: December 2007
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Monday, December 17, 2007. A Circus of Cricket. MS Dhoni, hereafter referred to as MSD, is rural India’s answer to SRK. MSD is an icon, more for his hair, or rather lack of it now. In his short career he has achieved success and has a vision toward the future, even if his batting technique at times is more suited to the Kerala backwater races. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Pentagram Of Life. Wildlife Conservation In A Flat World.
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: November 2011
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Sunday, November 27, 2011. The End of the Line. Talguppa, a town that appears confused by its own name, gathered from the different ideas painted on the yellow station boards, lent us its serenity for a few minutes as we took the only train that makes the long haul to town through the picturesque Malnad region. In a few minutes the train took on its only passengers who did the whole hog, the return, us. The sun was in shadow and the f...
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain: July 2011
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Tears Lost In Falling Rain. A look at life from inside a glass prison. Friday, July 15, 2011. The Slow Train To Mysore. This was the night train to Mysore and there weren’t any buyers for tea on the train. Where Ram and Hari dreamt, the train went, where they awoke, the train stopped. Such is the beauty of the night train to Mysore. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Pentagram Of Life. Wildlife Conservation In A Flat World. View my complete profile. The Slow Train To Mysore The train rumbled on thro.
