bellaarts wanted a title for her image remix...in proposing a title it turned into this:

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from abandoned love

to where the path t...

his paint-streaked hand

left a smudge on his forehead

as he pushed back his hair

from his eyes.

his face turned to mine

i might be a crazy dreamer.

i might have the stars in my eyes.

i might believe the impossible.

and think nothing is not worth a try.

i was going to go to neverland,

but i accidentally went left.

we all seem to at least tacitly agree that silence, somber and disinterested is the "polite" and expected form in which we should interact with those to whom we have never previously communicate...

on every house upon the street

were glowing lights and twinkly trees…

but one had not a santa sleigh

or ruby rudolph on display.

i was reading through a collection of river rocks

engraved with inspirational sayings.

one of them read:

"nothing is set in stone"

when i was a little girl, my grandmother used to tell me to watch what i ate.

one day we went to see her mother at the nursing home, where they were serving pizza and chocolate chip ...

before leaving his daughter home alone, he handed her a bag.

"here," he said. "if anyone comes in, shoot them."

she took the bag quietly, and kissed his cheek as he turne...

i used to feel the day go by

i used to live my life

i used to notice when the sun would shine

i used to love my wife.

i used to...

if you want to know

the definition of courage,

ask the flower,

grow...

now i lay me down to sleep,

my eyes to close, my soul to weep.

the tears of anguish burned my eyes

the pain of loss ripped me inside -

the silent ...

i looked to the wind at the side of my window,

the sun stream reflected off of my tears as they fell.

lashes closed, i turn to go.

what have we done?

the silver white moon was a delirious whisper in the iron-like mist of a sky...

really there is not a way

to put my thoughts to words,

or find the pieces strong enough

to make my feelings heard.

as i sit here watching the last few minutes of 2011 count down where i am...i think of everything i've been through this past year.

of how i've accomplished things i never dreamed i ...

why do we wait to be allowed to be independent?

who's permission are we waiting for?

when will we realize that the only things that can control us are the things that we ...

i’m craving love.

love looped around and dotted and crossed.  love flowing and ceasing and rhyming and completing.  love with no meaning and love with many meanings.&...

he wanted to take it further.

i said i wanted to do just friends.

he agreed.

and then he did all my friends...

"so sandy can be a bitch... but also beaches can be sandy?

i re-read the budget planning for our next project,

and wished for a little less independence...

ok - this is an attempt to blend toegther all the amazingly creative works which have been produced by all playing the collab game so far...

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they were a soldier.

they were trained and taught to kill.

that the enemy is their enemy and the enemy will kill, if they don’t kill them first. 

b...

DANCING (Music Video)

by

Kouralilly and Emma Co...

what?

what, what?

what’dja mean what?  i mean what!  what happened?

you're psychic now?

i gatta be psychic to read your face? ...

as i watch the clock click off the minutes, i try to think of anything else. 

the last burning flakes from my cigarette crumble to the table, and i don’t even move to dust...

"does it have where i live?"

"yup - right there."

"cool!"

"and this is where grandma lives."

"that's kinda far...but this one is the biggest state...

he raises up his camera, sets the focus, shutter – click.

he checks the image, then frames up again, catching the laughter.

click.

checking the image ag...

my blood ran through his veins.  as his did run through mine.  there was no dividing the tie that held our souls together.  the binding force of our bodies, linked by genetic dupl...

“whats up?”

her voice took me by surprise.

“not much” i replied, my gaze still fixed on the horizon.

“nice sunset” she com...

recipe for an argument

ingredients:
self-righteousness
indignation
some mild frustration (strong optional – increase frustration for increasingly solid argume...

he arrived early evening on her doorstep, the soft smell of carnations in his hand twisting through the rainy air, barely masking taunting wisps of drifting musk. 

he took her t...

i was going to just to walk past,

but your lights were burning so brightly,

i found myself stopping...

i eagerly opened the refrigerator door, revealing the brand new basket of berries.

grinning, i took a handful and turned to the sink.

the ...

ok so minus some RECords which need to be deleted, this is actually my 300th RECord!! :D

i've been trying to think of some awesome thing to post commemorating this...

got all bent out of shape

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ok saintmaker - you said you needed five more...figured i'd pitch in :)

wanted to eat a cookie...but he was stuffed...

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ok - yes, this collab is addicting...!

became a tree-hugger

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(for those of you who are unfamiliar with motocross...long...

found out there was no santa claus

i love this collab and i think it is such a great idea, especially for a site like this with such diverse levels of skill and training - and lots and lots of talent!

i know that i should feel alone

as cold wind whips through my hair

i know that i should be afraid

that my heart should p...

in the jewish religion, rabbis teach lessons through stories.

this one is one of my favorites and i wanted to contribute it to gaby’s collab :)

 in a small vil...

wasnt sure if i should post this as a comment, or as a text RECord, or on the "you know you're a hitRECorder when..." RECord - but i wanted to share this: my 13 year old cousin saw joe on the co...

the broken necklace sliped through my fingers.

i had worn it every day, taking it off only to bathe – hopeing that the frailty would hold until we were together.

i ...

it would have been so easy not to fall for you, if you hadn't pushed me...

emptiness.

that was how i felt.

the dark hollowing sinking weight that settled itself in my chest and worked its way through my system, holding down my limbs, preventing ...

death keeps trying to get with me, but i wont let him past first base.

it's ok - i'm strong enough to keep his kisses from touching my heart.

the cosy fellow named francis

had wanted to be a francios

but he lacked in svelte stealth and style

and usually just got an “awwww”

&n...

“you just have watch yourself.”

his dark eyes shone like polished ebony resonating a wisdom which could only be formed through years of life.  or seared in through t...

here i am.

i walk among you.

i look like you.

so much so that you’d never even know i was different…

but some of you see it. 

tangled in blankets listening to the rain, i wondered if it knew it had been bothering you, so waited until you were gone before starting again.

i always thought it was the blanket keeping me warm.

now i realized it was you.

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i think the world is too alive to just end

its like the opposite of the end of the world...was the start of a world...

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mary gets REsourced fo...

holding yourself together long enough to fix that you're falling apart.

there were so many amazing moments that were just ours...

but now, they are just mine.

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it was but an enigma of gravitational curiosity that brushed against my universe

as i watch the pouring rain, i realize that's twice now it seems to have waited for you to leave before allowing itself to freely fall.

p.s. yo...