Pensieve leftovers

During the course of revamping the blog, I looked at drafts on the blog. I am going to go ahead and put them in here because it really is an amazing exercise to see what I didn't think was good enough to get there.

In the lonely night in the blinking stardust of a pale blue light
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[Lyrics to that amazeball lyrics]
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Or broken.

If there's a mystery in the foggy world of destiny
You can have what's left of me where we were born in time.


*OK What in God's name does this awesome sounding track mean?!!*



Yes, a hopelessly cliched topic. But want to just write something as it has been quite sometime. I have only cheaply copy-pasted Dylan's classic as a post in the past 6-7 months i think.

A lot of things



'Looking at it is like looking at the sun!! You don't stare at it!You sense it and you look away!'

Seinfeld immortalized the idea and looking at the sun was never the same again.
I wonder if we can beat Larry and Jerry to it in creativity, without of course the pressure of running a multi-million-dollar show about nothing.

Its so ironical - whats formed by covering can be erased by covering! So, you never know what to wish for - that cover or not. Well,



Ever since the advent of Wikipedia, it's variant and more importantly







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