tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-230362622011-07-08T07:04:37.350+10:00Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-3516358700469167212009-06-07T13:56:00.002+10:002009-06-07T13:58:30.731+10:00the angel who looks with eyes broken<br />far and full frightening into the past<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-351635870046916721?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-41073183314830607582007-07-27T01:16:00.000+10:002007-07-27T01:18:35.057+10:00Thus we run<br />with the most diverse eyeglasses<br />by history and look,<br />what gives<br />to see them to us - in such a way regarded -.<br /><br />That is exciting and again and again new.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-4107318331483060758?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1162975828461367682006-11-08T18:45:00.000+10:002006-11-08T18:54:14.476+10:00<em>A troop of porcupines is milling about on a cold winter's day. In order to keep from freezing, the animals move closer together. Just as they are close enough to huddle, however, they start to poke each other with their quills. In order to stop the pain, they spread out, lose the advantage of commingling, and again begin to shiver. This sends them back in search of each other, and the cycle repeats as they struggle to find a comfortable distance between entanglement and freezing.</em><em><br /><em><br /></em>(Arthur Schopenhauer's fable paraphrased by Deborah Anna Luepnitz in her book "Schopenhauer's Porcupines")<br /></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-116297582846136768?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1161500595324694392006-10-22T16:52:00.000+10:002006-10-22T18:37:47.896+10:00Woke up in bed with seven horses wearing a clown's outfit. Went to school - my eyes were killing me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-116150059532469439?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1161168952482727772006-10-18T20:43:00.000+10:002006-10-18T20:55:52.503+10:00I've spent tonight downloading music by Tom Waits.<br /><br />This is a reminder (to me) to remember this lyric:<br /><br /><em>I never saw the morning 'til I stayed up all night</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-116116895248272777?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1145279424808880662006-04-17T23:09:00.000+10:002006-04-17T23:10:24.830+10:00<a href="http://media.putfile.com/16-Ye-Choirs-Of-New-Jerusalem">http://media.putfile.com/16-Ye-Choirs-Of-New-Jerusalem</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-114527942480888066?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1145269702000373322006-04-17T20:25:00.000+10:002006-04-17T20:28:22.016+10:00Cut me a rose<br />and make my tea<br />with the petals<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-114526970200037332?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23036262.post-1141465486305983342006-03-04T19:44:00.000+10:002006-03-04T19:44:46.306+10:00I will miss<br />Linda Smith<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23036262-114146548630598334?l=lyingonthecouch.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Andrewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10619107280078432824noreply@blogger.com3