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February 7, 2011 by Edmond H Lee
The Birds Have Fled
Time for something a little different. Wait…is it different? Anyways, here’s a poem I’ve been working on. I believe it will eventually make itself into a hypertext piece. I guess we’ll see how it matures. The first page is meant to be first. The following can be read in any order. The photo was taken [...]Archive
January 21, 2011 by Edmond H Lee
Motivational Post 2
Believe in yourself! Be true to yourself! You are special! Find your own true vision and follow it! Take those photos that you see in your head! Those photos that only you can take because you are your own unique individual with your own unique perspective!! I’ve always liked the quote from the de-motivational poster [...]Archive
September 13, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
Hardcore
When talking about the music that I like, I’ve had some people tell me that they expected me to be into jazz and classical. Or maybe U2 and Radiohead. I’ve always found it strange. Not that I don’t like jazz and classical. Jazz and classical are great. But it’s not what I really love.Archive
September 8, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
Challenge For Today
You rediscover the meaning and feeling of everything in life once you embrace your mortality. Welcome to today. It might be your last. But right now, you are still alive.Archive
August 31, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
My Love For Trash
“So I’ll go walking in the streets ’til my heels bleed and I’ll sing out my song in case the birds wish to sing along.” From Freakish by Saves The Day No, my love for trash doesn’t come from growing up in Staten Island (home of the world’s largest landfill). I’ve had an interest in [...]Archive
August 27, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
From My Journal
Raw thoughts from my journal. Originally written on December 22, 2007. What’s it all worth? Will anyone read the books stacked at the edge of the table? There’s a layer of dust in the room that seems to never go away. You could dust one spot to only make room for more.Archive
August 23, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
Are You Righteous?
From “The Thin Red Line.” Internal monologue from the face of a dead Japanese soldier looking up from the dirt. Addressed to Private Witt, who stares silently at the face. Are you righteous? Kind? Does your confidence lie in this? Are you loved by all? Know that l was, too. Do you imagine your sufferings [...]Archive
June 10, 2010 by Edmond H Lee
The Paper Boy
I wasn’t popular in elementary or junior high. I was a small, scrawny kid, and for the most part, I tried to either fit in or just not get beat up. That all changed when I got to high school, but I made it a point to never forget my roots.Archive
May 25, 2010 by Edmond H Lee