Just breathe
deep and exhale
close your eyes and relax
you will soon fall in a trance and
see stars
Just breathe
deep and exhale
close your eyes and relax
you will soon fall in a trance and
see stars
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When asked how World War III would be fought, Einstein replied that he didn't know. But he knew how World War IV would be fought: With sticks and stones.
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See stars
Like the old rhyme
I learned in nurseries
And listened to my mother in
Wonder
FRANCISCO
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet Act I Scene I
Wonder
at times come in
golden ribboned boxes.
At others it may never seem
to come.
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
To come
into this world,
with all its small terrors
is surely as dangerous as
leaving.
Leaving
leaves us only
with the faintest of hopes
to return. Staying gives the urge
to go.
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
to go
where no woman
has gone before, that's where
I'll begin my journey with you
ready?
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
ready?
which do you want,
to be larger, or small?
You can't be both, you know, can you?
Some tea?
some tea?
and a crumpet?
in return, a morsel
just throw out a crumb of your words
tempt me
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
Tempt me
With your chocolates
In red heart-shaped boxes
Filling me with fat calories
And Love
FRANCISCO
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet Act I Scene I
Originally Posted by _JadeRain_
And Love
will yet endure
the wavering oceans,
the winds and halls of stone- until
all's gone.
all's gone
in a wild rush--
smiles, vibes, lives, tries, failures--
the wind has wiped out even the
ashes...
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
Ashes
And rosy rings
Children sing this as they
Spin around in circles until
They fall
FRANCISCO
For this relief much thanks: 'tis bitter cold,
And I am sick at heart.
Hamlet Act I Scene I
They fall
on us. Heads bowed,
we only know how to
recieve and rejoice, wonder and
worship.
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
worship
open yourself
reach up and touch the sky
let your body shake and quiver
with me
I'm in love with The Vinegar Man and Mr. Tanner, but be careful, it could just as easily be you.
"If you're going to write you better have somewhere to come from." Flannery O'Connor
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