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Klassy joined StumbleUpon on May 01, 2005
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- RainCrow rated 4 months ago
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I'M NOT THERE (1956)
Bob Dylan Ev'ry thing's all right And then she's all the time in my neighborhood She cries both day and night I know because it was there It's a milestone but she's down on her luck And the day makes her lonely And it's so hard to buck, I was there I believe that she'd stop him if she would start to care I believe that she'd look upon this side And t' care and I'd go by the something When she's on my way, but I don't belong there No I don't belong to her I don't belong to anybody She's my prize forsaken angel But she don't care she cries She's a lone-hearted mystic and she can carry on When I'm there, she's all right But she's not when I'm gone Heaven knows that the answer she's don't call in no one She's a wave, a thing, beautiful she's mine for the one And I'm also hesitating by temptation lest it runs Which it don't follow me But I'm not there, I'm gone Now I'll cry tonight, like I cried the night before And I'll feast on her eyes But I'll dream about the door So long, Jesus, savior, blind faith worth to tell It don't have consolation she's my I was born to love her But she knows that the kingdom waits so high above her And I run but I race But it's not too fast a pace Of cource I'll not deceive her I'm not there, I'm gone It's all about confusion and I cry for her - /s174.photobucket.com/albums/w112/pencil_artist/?action=view¤t=233 4posterls2.jpg" target="_blank">

proinvestorsblog rated 4 months ago- I love to copy and paste too, but it is bad SEO

tetrapod78 rated 4 months ago- This is an unusually personal site, a portrait of an artist as a young woman. It is extensive. Thankfully she is both authentic and interesting in what she chooses to mediate and in what she shares with us. But it is not initially about her. Look at the quality of creative and intellectual riches she brings to our attention. Moreover, she is constantly experimenting and growing as an artist as demonstrated by the clarity and coherence of her thoughts.

Heritas rated 4 months ago- I thumbed up Klassys blog 8 months ago, it's easy ascertain why. Good taste, great links, a variety of topics and references, unique content...
(...yes, moreover, she loves Dylan)
- I thumbed up Klassys blog 8 months ago, it's easy ascertain why. Good taste, great links, a variety of topics and references, unique content...

chouxette rated 4 months ago- . "If I love the world as it is, I am already changing it: a first fragment of the world has been changed, and this is my own heart." Klassy is SU's edgy existentialist. She is unafraid to explore and bring to light topics that may cause some to flinch ... even herself. This isn't for the faint of heart, or those who don't care to think ...

will-gzz rated 4 months ago- Be Lost in the Call Lord, said David, since you do not need us, why did you create these two worlds? Reality replied: O prisoner of time, I was a secret treasure of kindness and generosity, and I wished this treasure to be known, so I created a mirror: its shining face, the heart; its darkened back, the world; The back would please you if you've never seen the face. Has anyone ever produced a mirror out of mud and straw? Yet clean away the mud and straw, and a mirror might be revealed. Until the juice ferments a while in the cask, it isn't wine. If you wish your heart to be bright, you must do a little work. My King addressed the soul of my flesh: You return just as you left. Where are the traces of my gifts? We know that alchemy transforms copper into gold. This Sun doesn't want a crown or robe from God's grace. He is a hat to a hundred bald men, a covering for ten who were naked. Jesus sat humbly on the back of an ass, my child! How could a zephyr ride an ass? Spirit, find your way, in seeking lowness like a stream. Reason, tread the path of selflessness into eternity. Remember God so much that you are forgotten. Let the caller and the called disappear; be lost in the Call. ~Kabir Helminski

Garth-Alex rated 5 months ago
Klassy says she merely cuts and pastes. Yet her blog is more interesting than most I stumble across. There is an artistry to her groupings and a deceptive simplicity in her arrangements that is at turns thought provoking and emotive. An excellent find.

spyderiii rated 5 months ago- Don't know if this is her, but it is Klassy.

- eheller rated 5 months ago
- Wow. Did I say wow? Wow. You could spend a few hours - days here. Thanks.

- Deepockets rated 5 months ago
- Beautiful Klassy is so Classy! I must come back!