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One… Two… Three… When does it start. Does it ever stop. The days that come after too late. They will never end. And he is there to count. Though, he knows it doesn’t matter. He counts anyways..
I thought I'd share one of my favourite parables that has a special place in my heart. The story originated in India from where different interpretations have sprung.
And like how Life doesn’t connect sometimes: it is not a love story. It is also not a happy ending.
Strange wetness crawls down his flushed cheeks, and he knows he isn’t in pain..
And none of the two are sure which of them are suffering. Perhaps both. Perhaps..
It doesn’t begin here. Nor does it begin anywhere. And, it doesn’t end here nor anywhere either. Cliche. It doesn’t end here. It really doesn’t. Really.
Whenever i travel id watch the clouds. They morph from dragons to dragonfly, vast valleys of of tranqulity and peace. Id delight in the calm and serenity.
Artifacts litter my consciousness. I travel incoherently amongst them. Brushing against their imperfections. I return my gaze to a prominent point. From here I can see a past.
In the dark and lonely nights all my thoughts turn towards you, The way you laugh, the way you smile and everything you do.
Unanticipated consequences... Like shaving daily when moving to day shift..
In a land with no shape and no depth, there lived two mighty and beautiful dragons.
The smallest lark can carry it, while the strongest man might not. What am I?.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. The debt in blood must be payed with blood. Of what do I speak?.
The rose is red, the violet's blue, The honey's sweet, and so are you.
Bombastic breaths bring blazing battles, bloody baths; burning bastions, broken bonds. Believe boldly, be brave..
Relinquished roles reducing rampant rows. Reams run repeatedly, racked rolls right. Rates requested, roads retested. Rapid rains ring, roaring rallies reply. Release recovery ridiculous Republicans..
lovely. born of eden. you are unlike all those of before. in this dream. you burn. and i want you somehow all the more. fall into me. and let us. fade away and out of this place. fuck in.