HeadacheIn so many things except the things which really matter, I'm trying way too goddamned hard.
I've got a couple more steps left on this journey, yet. Sometimes, I'm just a silly boy...
TruthWhat once was loved must one day lie cold and grey 'neath fading sky. What once was hated, dismissed and feared must be embraced, must be revered.Truth
The Lion Speaksmicrocosm / macrocosm we say, not appreciating what they share,The Lion Speaks
the "cosm" that is organization -perspective
and it's all a cosm, isn't it? if you look at it the right way;
from one view the torrent, another the trends another still a bunny rabbit, hopping across probabilities.
you point to me and you say "person", but I hold out my finger towards you and say:
cosm.
you, wave on a pond, self-important collection of energy.
what is your "you" anyway? build it u
All in a Day's WorkI crushed this day in my fist until the juice ran between my fingers and clung stickily to my hand.All in a Day's Work
I screamed the skies down, fought the wind with my fists, and uprooted continental plates -so I could see what was under them.
I reached out my hand and tore the sun from its moorings, forcing it to make amends with the moon.
I pulverized boulders, boiled oceans, and jumped to mars (and back).
I boldly strode into the supermarket, commanded attention with but my :glow: -epically- buying a bag of oranges some pet food
To Linger...I stepped on a cricket today, not that I MEANT to, mind you, it was one of those little black ones that always seem to hop out of the grass and directly onto or beneath your feet.To Linger...
I pulled my foot back, and looked down at the destroyed little art form that had been, up until a few moments before, a living creature. It was still twitching, even as its freshly-spilled entrails dried in the midday sun.
Tears came into the eyes of this 230-pound man, but it wasn't just because of the cricket. I realized in that moment that I didn't ever want to die; that I didn't ever want to leave this world of so
i want to see my brain.before i die i would like to see my brain when it's still alive i mean but it will die so how can I?i want to see my brain.
but let me just imagine. will there be, a thousand mes, dangling from various trees? because that would really be creepy.
maybe my brain is a mini world where the creases are nice valleys and the bulges are small hills and like this world, my brain will not cease changing.
i wouldn't know, though i haven't seen it. i've only seen what the diagrams show us. and it's not all that exciting, so i don't believe the
Nelicquele
oops.
and so help you if my eye itches!
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time wastes so much time
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I pass my spirit to watch the sunset...
and the night shall mourn my passing.
~ TrueParadox
LB
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...look for the girl with the broken smile...
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...look for the girl with the broken smile...
Comment, to get comments.
Share your kindness, not your hate.
Love the art, before yourself.
Adoptees:
~greendragon
~karmacursed
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