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Life is random as is the Universe. We are descending more and more into disorder. So what is the point. The only thing I am truly interested in is taking in the wonders that surround us.
Today is the day after And we've put it all away The single heart and rose We couldn't sell yesterday Today the end of romance Most unconditionally Tesco wants it shelves back Other things to...
Glancing from aisle to aisle, need something sweet to make me smile... Chocolate covered pastries just the treat, my stomach's rumbling, they have to meet.
family time seasons greeting relative meeting spoiled brats screaming for presents more more is this all I get. where's the rest of my gifts.
Father Christmas, Here's my list, Of must-have items Presents, gifts: A new iThingy Pad, pod, phone, So I never have To leave my home, A Wii-U, Xbox, PS3, And of course a HD 3D 1080p TV, MacBook,...
Welcoming delight, The smells of perfumes, Has so much light. The blend of leather and bling brings happiness like ting. The soft cashmere sinks you in.
Oh ok so there's storms today. Not fussed at all, I'm off to the mall. The size of a state, and the shopping's great. And I cannot berate the exchange rate.
#eco-warrior #rant We live in a world where everything is mass produced then thrown away Evolving technology in a futuristic world some may say Should this really be how we are remembered someday.
Pens and pencils, Bags and shoes. So many gorgeous Things to choose. Gucci and channel, Ralph Lauren and Prada, Soon my money will be From £100 to nada. A new jacket and jeans, A pretty silk top.
Big houses, fast cars and all these delights. Are now a necessity in some people's lives. I want it less grand. And more down to earth. I actually have a demand. For a more relaxing pace.
One step forward. Two steps sideways. If something's worth doing, better do it my way. Shiny black shoes, taking names making moves. Wallet full of money, paper to abuse.
I was once a happy man Laughing with my peers But now, thanks to salesman I cant do anything, cheers.
I've won the lotto. I've bought a new car. You've got it one. It's a jaguar. I'm tired of it now. It wasn't so fab. I'll think I'll go. And buy me Saab. This car was fun. But I felt a bit bored.
What shall we use To fill, the empty, spaces Where we used to talk How shall I fill those final places.... How can I complete the wall.
Shopping, shopping, shopping. Not just an average chore, Oh, not a chore for me, my dear; It's really something more.
If you love your Dad, then why should you. Only tell him once a year. Father's Day should be every day. Not something he should annually hear. The day has been exploited by.
Do you really need To drive a range rover to school. To you live on a mountain. Maybe in the middle of a swamp. Could it be you live deep in the woods. Or is it the middle of the desert.
Who made this garden. I ask myself. I want it at my house. The checkout stand reminds me what I can not live without with glossy magazines on racks, seductively displayed.
I see millions of adverts, Every single day, Gracing tips of skyscrapers, Plastering the subway. Shameless advertising, To rope me in, to keep, Pages down the street ways, Posters: heap upon heap.
Think of an average day... Do you wake up alone. With someone. How did they get there. And you. You shower. You scrub yourself with products, made by who.
"Haven't you got one of these?" they said, Haven't you got one of those.
They bought him back from the dead Minton socks we need they said Were running out of plastic things And shiny coloured plastic rings To sell to people every day They need the plastic so they say...
The Iwanna beast is a creature that lives inside of every human being. It can have powerful effects though by it's host they are not always seen.