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	<title>Strange Brew</title>
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	<description>by the Fairy, the Dead Guy, the Buffalo and a lump of Coal</description>
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		<title>Codifyer :: Dragonfly Art</title>
		<description>

 
To view all images, click  here

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codifyer
2010 </description>
		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=663</link>
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		<title>Rose Art :: Codifyer</title>
		<description>

 
A gift to The Mother on her B'Earth Day!
Rose Art by Codifyer
2010
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=657</link>
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		<title>no fool like the old yule :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=645</link>
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		<title>Jack Lantern :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=633</link>
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		<title>LuRain Penny Takes a Trip &#8211; postcard #1</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=627</link>
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		<title>visit to the past</title>
		<description>last night I went to a gathering of people that shared three or more years during our pre-adult years.  At the time, not knowing any more than what we had tasted so far, which seemed like a lot, but actually was full of misconceptions about our own self importance, ...</description>
		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=625</link>
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		<title>Haiku Bayou :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=616</link>
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		<title>Love&#8230;by blissbait and coal</title>
		<description>I finally figured it out
perhaps i always knew

love is not
love’s everything

what we think
beneath our thoughts

it is
it is

love is a journey
a journey

back and forth
in and out

through time’s
of time’s

endless roll
infinite laugh

the stuff that makes
the fluid samba

our hearts light and bold
of our weightless hearts

to care
embraces

and accept
and accepts

whatever it is
everything

that is thrown
in its path

and ...</description>
		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=620</link>
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		<title>Spark :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=593</link>
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		<title>Scry Ball :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=588</link>
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		<title>bouzouki&#8217;s ramblings</title>
		<description>Bouzouki looked around.  "what are we doing here?"
Uke smiled.  "i wanted Flod here."
bouzouki looked at his name, thinking that was how he spelled it, at this point feeling male, but that could change, he knew, especially under the influence of fingers, stroking frets, gender fails and emotions enter, ...</description>
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		<title>the dirt on the side of the road is still star dust</title>
		<description>   I am semiliterate, some of the time, and asleep when I need to dream.  I have been taking melatonin to aid in my sleep and my dreams are vivid but not lucid. At times I think that my view of reality is damaged by the fantasy ...</description>
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		<description>I know I have this tendency to ramble on, and I do try to keep it in check, until I start following ideas that been me from place to place, and I chase the elusive clue until I have to do something else.  I am fascinated with words, even ...</description>
		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=556</link>
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		<title>Firefly Universe :: theCodifyer</title>
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=521</link>
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		<title>appropriately, on a sunday</title>
		<description>appropriately, on a sunday
we drew the distinction at
god’s pulpit: black preachers
can preach love, love, love all
day long, then say just one
negative thing, and america
explodes. white preachers
can preach hate on their own
twenty-four-hour station, and
nobody says a damn word.
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		<link>http://ichabodsview.com/?p=498</link>
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