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guitar strings
talk to bob dylan
canada world youth tickets
midnight overpass spring nights
tell andrew he's the best friend ever

Finally, after a year of submissive relationship, it appears, Prime Minister Girija Prasad Koirala and some of his colleagues within the Congress party have started realizing what the Maoists are up to. Prime Minister Koirala's refusal to toe Prachanda's line in declaring the country a republic through the reinstated parliament has once again demonstrated that Koirala does have the courage to lead the nation during this tumultuous period.

Prachanda, like in the past when the country was declared secular, failed to cast his spell and charm on Koirala and his colleagues this time around. With Koirala's refusal, Prachanda's uninterrupted run over the democratic forces has come to an abrupt end, even if it is temporary. Koirala's refusal to snatch peoples' right to choose has exhibited the subtle difference between a lifelong democrat who believes in people's right to choose and a radical communist who thinks "power comes from the barrel of a gun."

Negotiations with the Maoists were started with promises of peace. But the Maoists had something else in their mind; they want to take country toward dictatorship with promises of democracy. The Maoists are using the cry for freedom and ethnic equality to regiment people. It is understandable why Prachanda dislikes Upendra Yadav and Pasang Sherpa. When more and more people start to fathom the idea of ethnic equality and autonomy, the Maoist propaganda of fight against oppression becomes irrelevant and untenable.

Why do the Maoists who claim to stand for the people are in such haste of declaring Nepal a republican state? Why can't they wait until Constituent Assembly (CA) elections and let people decide?

The reason given by the Maoists to declare the country republic through the reinstated parliament is that the king has started his foul play. It is not anything new in the Maoists seeing foul plays. They see foul play in almost everything: ethnic protests, prime minister's stance on monarchy, and Ambassador James F Moriarty's statements. For the Maoists, if something is not in their interest, it's a foul play.






Nobody has a moral authority to stand for 27 million people and say, "here is the system that best suits you, take it." Out of many things, freedom to choose is one that keeps democracy afloat, and its absence sinks proletarian communist states.
Democracy is all about people's right to choose. Gone are the days when people were not allowed to choose. Let the Nepali citizens be the master of their destiny rather than slaves of someone else's whims. It is important to let people choose because the system that people choose will have better chances of succeeding and delivering benefits to the people.
Furthermore, people take greater interest in safeguarding the system that they choose, and not the one that is imposed upon them. They will nurture it with better care and sincerity, if they are involved in the process.

!!!!!!!

i just want you to know who i am

does he feel me somehow?

W.W.C.D?

i had a dream i stood beneath an orange sky, with my holy brother and sister standing by. i don't even know where to start. maybe that is a start, afterall.

i said, "brother, you know it's a long road we've been walking on."

i said, "sister, here is what i know.. my salvation lies in your love."

i said, "but sister, you know my heart's been broken."

sister says, "sometimes your mind is too strong to carry on."

i have been searching all of my days. many a road we've been walking on. and i've been trying to find what's been in my mind, as the days keep turning into night. we have been quietly standing in the shade. i watch as the sky breaks on the promise that we made, all this rain pouring down. many a night, i find myself with no friends standing near. i cried aloud and shook my head..

"what am i doing here all of these days?"

for i look around me, and my eyes confound me. it's just too bright, as these days keep turning into night. now i see clearly, it's you i'm looking for all of my days. so i'll smile and i'll feel this lonliness no more. for i look around me and it seems you found me. and it's coming into sight, as the days keep turning into night.

"..even breathing feels alright!"

when i am alone, when i've thrown off the weight of this crazy stone, when i've lost all care for the things i own - that is when i miss you.

"you are my home."

these things will never be known

these things take forever, i especially am slow..
i'd talk to him but i wouldn't know what to say

and even passing glances make my day

when there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire
live through this and don't look back
i'm not sorry there's nothing left to say

when your love stands up against mine

The grass is screaming long
Midnight cars roll past
I've been chasing your room
While the summer lasts

So count it on your fingers
If we got it wrong
It's cause the days have no numbers
If we leave tonight
And we leave it all behind

It's my birthday. I am 17. And for reasons unknown, I am sad. And while copius amounts of cards and presents lay on my desk before me, I feel entirely alone.

V

what if in the future they figure out the scientific formula for love? and then they just program robots to love for people because everyone's too busy fighting alens or using their personal time-machines to hang out with gandhi or ride dinosaurs? valentines day has been made out to be this big festival for couples and lovers and spouses. (a consumerist holiday, too) which is kind of stupid when you think about all the poor single people in the world with no one to celebrate. so i'm making a stand, i'm taking this out of the hands of hallmark and soulmates and hearts and flowers and carrot gold necklaces. i'm turning this boring-blah-blah holiday into a celebration of all kinds of love. like the kind of love that exists between friends, between your cat, or between your mother. the kind of the love that makes you smile when you are sad, and dance when you are dreaming. the kind of love that makes waking up rushed, and going to bed delayed. it's really all about what makes us tick and tock and all those other things human-heart clocks seem to do. because there's a whole lot more to life than sharing your bed with someone. what about sharing your food, or your space, sharing your hopes and your dreams. so i'm declaring valentines day, national love everyone day. before the robots take over, that is. so let's love, damn it! with crazy old-fashioned human love.

lose ourselves to lose our minds

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all the time we spent in bed...

miscellany on my mind. i'm doing great in my academic pursuits, contrary to last semester. which feels great, because i know my capabilities and was evidently not coming even close to meeting them. plus i have all these ambitions and goals that will never become a reality if i don't get out of highschool. i'm making a point of getting to bed earlier. there is always what you want to do, and what you should do. i've ignored the latter for what seems like forever. did you know that even though we spend 50 to 80 percent of our day listening to others, we only hear half of what is actually said and only understand 25 percent? words are so miniscule. words are so meaningless. it's not important to me to have a large amount of interpersonal contact. but to have quality and satisfying communication.

still i go to the deepest grave, where i go to sleep alone. counting miles before we said, fall in love and fall apart. things will end before they start. it is what it is.

Reach out and stick someone

stickers! 1 dollar at dollarama. endless possibilities stem from such a purchase. this sticker endeavour is one that has just begun and shall not be shore lived. im constantly thinking about what i could write next. how can i rach out about this subject? how can i touch someone? what would make someone smile? they target humankind. what if the sticker is just what the viewer needed to see on exactly the day they saw it? it gets me going about fate and destiny. and chance. and goodness. and about movements and revolutions. hence why, conclusively, i am in love with these cheap, blank stickers. they are wholesome. and waiting in dollarama for people who would agree with a statement of that sort, to be filled - with love and all around goodness. reach out and stick someone :)

a sefira inside of which another sefria dimensions being smaller, can be fitted. our worled exists in a place. if we were to remove absolutely everything from the universe, everything contained in the universe, the place would be left remaining.
it's said this is simply a void that can't be measured since it's located in other dimensions. along with our world, there does exist spritual worlds impossible to perceive/feel because they refer to other dimensions.