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Michelle Ferguson
- Richmond, VA
- Last Record: 2012-11-20 10:39:01 -0500
- Joined: Aug 04, 2010
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Breathe deep
and look over the ledge The waves are choppy and blackened with despair But as you jump and the wind whips at your face You learn to fly while falling fro... |
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With Fall Formal being just before Halloween, I've seen lots of talk circulating about various ideas for props to add to everyone's outfits. Unfortunately I won't be able to attend the actual event...
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I've built this world with these two hands
Spread the particles to make amends I fall I fail I stand up again. - ( It's good to reflect on the things goin... |
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Just wanted to post this up here because it covers multiple hitRECorders and I hadn't really touched on progress yet.
As of today's date, I'm working props for the following people: |
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We reflect, we recast.
For we are not permanent Nor infinite. Look up... When the sky is dark And the stars are bright. We are just flecks Small pieces to an end... |
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I figured this was appropriate for RECord number 50. :)
Who are you and what do you do? My name is Michelle; I’m 25 years young and I work full time as an office manager in Vi... |
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Amy submitted this great video for Pamela's Got a Minute? RECord and I'm wanting to REmix it... but I need YOUR help!
There's 33 statements in Pamela's RECord (not including the bottom p... |
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I wanted to make this as a head count RECord, just to gauge how many hitRECorders are still planning on coming to New York City despite Fall Formal being cancelled. I know there is a lot of talk ab...
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I've been dying to get in on the Saving Stitchtown collaboration since it started, yet I can't really draw characters or animate well. I was browsing through the contributions so far, and the descr...
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The haze of light is a skin
Blocking out the stars Trapping in the optical assault. A cut in service Offers fleeting glimpses at a world that's frozen. A thick blanket of ... |
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People spring up like weeds
Wild and unruly Then grow into wildflowers Beautiful and untamed We wither as life's season fades Only to go back to the ground From which ... |
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City lights fire off the shimmered brain
Cerebral electricity, interconnected sparks. Neuron stars shatter…flicker, From within hallowed hallways. Sensory bulbs burst, shards ri... |
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I'm seeking out readers of poetry, voices old and new alike for my City Systematic Poetry Collaboration, more specifically for the City Systematic v.2 Poem I released last night. (http://hitrecord....
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I'm having trouble coming up with RECords as of late, mainly due to my internet situation at home, so I'm seeking assistance in a project I want to start that doesn't involve anything other than lo...
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Warner Brothers decided I needed an early Christmas present and decided to send me my special edition Inception Blu-ray case five days before the movie is released in stores.
Since I ca... |
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I wasn’t prepared.
Eyes clamped shut against the light assaulting the pools of blue, Curled up warm in the embrace of cotton and down, Cooing softly to some unknown stranger once up... |
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The last snowflake fell from the cloud and cried, "I'm the only one!"
When he reached the snow covered earth he realized he was one in a million. |
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Cavernous wastelands born of decay and filth riddled the underbelly of the city, filled with darkness and a smell that would cause the strongest of stomachs to wretch in disgust. His eyes were h... |
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These quiet bones ache with the need of company Ever lonely from the void of destiny's keep Locked in her pine box prison cell, she waits While the fellow tha... |
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