A rectangle

What I saw was an imaginably rectangle

The yellowish-orange rectangle was floating in my (again) imaginably computer screen.

The rectangle is about 14’ x 10, with carefully sandpapered corners; it would not hurt anybody to touch

When I read about your theory,
the rectangle gracefully stretched
as it still kept its core strength

That is when


my consciousness has pealed of its thin. translucent veil, which was quite beautiful
--it had been part of me…

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Just wanted to say that...living is not so easy...if you wish to keep a certain aspects of you...something important and delicate...which is a silent screaming...as your mind pops out from the running water, gags for the air, and cries for help in vein...

And the water is so pure...so cold...and clean...and it is running right thorough you...and nobody notices what you've been through...

Nothing much to say...

I promised myself that I won't write here unless something within me urges me to write.

I empty my head...just be quiet for now.

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I am fixing this weblog just a bit; nothing personal.

Things are happening

Nursing school, jobs, investment, and simply life stuff occupy my attention lately. But I am still writing what I really want to write about. I need a few more days until I feel like writing in English...

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A missing piece for my (possible) journal article…

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I know that 5-6 journal articles I read are well-written, and I respect these authors for their accomplishment; but they are missing something…Although this void is temporality stopping my writing the outline of this manuscript (still at the conceptual stage), I see that I am about to bump into an insight…