Tim Barrus Blog
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Dirt Bike Town
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Biker
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Timothee Barrus Photography
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The Unreality of Time
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Fire and Dust
I am a communist. We are a patchwork of heritage you would be confused of having lived your entire life as a slave. Okay, let us revisit this history of religion. As it existed in the mirror of backwards how much backward can one go, Prayer. Mutiny. War. The Soldiership.…
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He Wears His Socks To Bed As Well
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Put All Heaven In a Burning Rage
By then, all back on the Same Train. I had seen this train and I knew all the conductors, too. You back again. It’s me, Miss Balance Finding Life in each lung tissue rain of spit and juices he blew up. Is this the same guy who walked in a…
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The Subtle Knot
The celestial machine twisted and did thread the subtle knots else some knots comfort us but turn out to be diversions as to what is really going on. Writers speak to Identity. But Identity is dust. We are all the same author. Bells toll for slaves in the sad of…
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4 I Am Every Dead Thing
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DIRT BIKE TOWN