Posted on Apr 24th, 2008
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RaSun
Sweet, sweet womban....warm and deep like summer Ocean, Your head has never left my shoulder, though we be `parted, But, what is space, or time? They disappeared when I was with You, 6, was our... More »
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Posted on Apr 24th, 2008
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RaSun
This rug sits in my home. Every night, before bed, I find myself brushing that rug off; as if brushing the worries of another days struggle, from the shoulders of a nation. What is it... More »
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Posted on Apr 9th, 2008
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RaSun
My message is simple. My message is a new man, homo novus. The old concept of man was of either/or; materialist or spiritualist, moral or immoral, sinner or saint. It was based on division, split.... More »
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