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Many many stories fill my head. Sometimes, they’re about who I want to be. sometimes, they’re about who i was. other times they’re about who I’m becoming – or wish I could become.

Many of my stories have a girl. A pretty one. she doesn’t have a name. That’s silly.

Posted By Stefan On 05.06.2013 @ 2:08 pm

Simplicity is beauty. Simplify your life; your relationships; your work; your dreams.

The simpler they are, the easier they are to understand. And to master.

Posted By Stefan On 05.08.2013 @ 1:32 pm

The side of the mountain was covered with thick brambles and bushes. He tried to climb up but kept getting tangled in them. Soon his clothes were torn and his legs were scratched, but he kept going. He knew that there was an old cabin at the top and he wanted to see what was in it.

Posted By Stefan On 08.23.2012 @ 12:40 pm

The boy ate half a pie and got sick to his stomach. So a doctor came and made him better. Then the boy said, “I will never again eat half a pie.” And he never did.

Posted By Stefan On 08.22.2012 @ 8:59 am

Trying to remember the days of my youth, I recalled a day when mother gave me a bag of potatoes to go and sell at a market. We were poor then, not having much to call our own. I must admit, though, I enjoyed those days. To an extent, at least. Sometimes, I long for them again.

Posted By stefan On 07.04.2012 @ 1:56 pm

fast, racing by, an ephemeral glimpse of beauty, i was paralyzed by my fears, it was too much movement.

Posted By Stefan On 07.02.2012 @ 12:11 am

You can get fractures when you damage a bone. Unlike breaking a bone, you rarely need a cast. They also heal faster than a broken bone.

Posted By Stefan On 06.21.2012 @ 5:54 pm

Ratings are very cruel to people who have a low self esteem. It seems that most people with low self esteem get nervous when ratings are involved and do poorer on a topic than they would with a topic they would have no pressure with.

Posted By stefan On 03.20.2012 @ 4:54 pm

The two men moved stealthily through the forest, their quarry unaware of their presence. Slowly they approached it; it’s death inevitable.

Posted By Stefan On 02.17.2012 @ 11:27 am

Lillies make me think of beauty. Sometimes, I hate beauty. Sometimes I resent it, yet I want it. I guess jealousy does make you nasty.

Posted By Stefan On 01.09.2012 @ 12:06 am

Why are we here? Do we have a purpose? Did someone plan for us to live on this planet or is it an accident?

Am I an accident?

NO, I am not.

I was planned.

I was created.

You were created.

Posted By Stefan On 09.08.2011 @ 6:28 am

They ruin your insurance rates, you know. It’s not like I killed a kid, or even molested one. But they mark you as some kind of wrecklessness on the road, to be avoided at all costs. Unless it’s to gouge you.

Posted By stefan On 07.22.2011 @ 12:43 pm

sun rises in the morning making me wake up when i dont want to so i go back to bed and resist but it persists can when i finally do wake up i wish i had just gotten up when the sun had said hello to me and i said hello back with the naturallness

Posted By Stefan On 06.10.2011 @ 5:42 pm

Tis a funny word that. We all think we can trust someone. And to some degree we can. But there is always at least a percent chance you can’t. Something can always make them betray you. We just have to sit and hope that that chance is tiny enough to escape the attention of Murphy’s law long enough.

Posted By Stefan On 03.30.2011 @ 4:32 pm

Phwe. What a life. Run here, run there, fix this, do that. Its all jsut a rush. If people could only learn to fix thier own problems. I don’t have to worry about my own life AND fix your pc or update your contacts on your blacklberrly. Please people, get with the times.

Posted By Stefan On 03.29.2011 @ 9:46 am

It stared at me from the corner, beckoning me over. The smell of sea salt pressed against my nostrils and kept me going closer. It wanted me to keep it with me, somehow, to carry it with me so every time I opened the door to my apartment, I would smell the same smells, feel the air, and feel like I lived in paradise.

I picked it up and tossed it around in my hand. I smiled, knowing I would never leave.

Posted By Stefan On 02.27.2011 @ 12:47 pm

I stand in a dark room, no space to breath, no place to move. Trapped between feeling fear and fear of feeling, this darkness leaves my heart racing, my mind reeling. I’m stealing every moment I can, I feel inspiration upon my hands, telling me to help you understand.

Posted By Stefan On 02.01.2011 @ 7:38 pm

I went down to the water the water to find peace; to find solace.

I didn’t find any of that

What I did discover, howev er, has chabged my life ot such an extent that no man willl ever again be able to mess with me.

Posted By Stefan On 01.07.2011 @ 4:01 am

She was my heart’s desire. She was the greatest dream my heart had ever dreamed. She was the one for me.

Only for me.

That’s why she should never have left me. Now she will never leave anyone again.

Posted By Stefan On 12.31.2010 @ 9:54 am

Alters are important for many religions. The Alters of the Olmecs in Mesoamerica are called thrones, for that may be what they were actually used for. The alters of the Catholic Church have the

Posted By Stefan On 12.23.2010 @ 9:47 pm

the myth of the giant bleeding ox was one that had haunted the lnads of borgoi for as long as time. the ox was once king of all of borgoi but had been dethroned by a whale.

Posted By stefan On 07.05.2010 @ 2:03 pm

Wand. Something I would dream about, or think of in a childish way. I wish I had some kind of magical power, or something like that

Posted By Stefan On 06.10.2010 @ 8:54 pm

i stand corrected in my mistakes its all i can do. what else is the to do but to accept your flows. this isnt really about standing up but about standing corrected. i dont like to stand corrected but you kind of have to

Posted By stefan On 05.12.2010 @ 4:52 am

the mood at my last wedding as i realized I was witnessing two old friends who had both lost their first spouses and hoped that they could now move on. i should have been happier

Posted By stefan On 07.17.2008 @ 7:02 am

the mood at my last wedding as i realized I was witnessing two old friends who had both lost their first spouses and hoped that they could now move on. i should have been happier

Posted By stefan On 07.17.2008 @ 7:02 am

A penny is a value to small for its own good. I’m pretty sure now the material is worth more than the value. They add up in weight, are heavy, bothersome, and rarely useful. I don’t love pennies, but a penny saved is a penny earned, and I do believe that. I guess it serves its function as an english expression. That’s all I have to say about pennies.

Posted By stefan On 09.16.2009 @ 6:27 pm

to put it on the comp. making a project flow into another. eating up space to set up a new thing inside you. the things of the other era of a new day.

Posted By stefan On 02.24.2009 @ 9:44 am

you have to suspend your disbelief. or rather hold it down and kick the shit out of it for however long it takes for you to believe. Then one you’ve suspended it, the world will make more sense. how about a blue moose eating a grapefruit. with a suspended disbelief, it

Posted By stefan On 11.19.2008 @ 2:09 am

wading around for the doctor in his office at the knee high section of the river where the fish run up stream to mate with other fish to drop a bunch of eggs so the fish can run down the stream out into the ocean and back up stream only to find out that the doctor isn’t seeing any more patience today. Wade to go doc, you just wasted half my day.

Posted By stefan On 05.18.2008 @ 8:31 am

gallop

Posted By Stefan On 11.11.2009 @ 8:13 am