Going to have pastafone for lunch, dinner, etc. I think that is how you spell it anyway.
Going to have pastafone for lunch, dinner, etc. I think that is how you spell it anyway.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Lay's ( French cheese)
potato chips
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
Beer, snuff, cigarettes.
Beer.
Peanuts.
Beer. Peanuts and...
Beer.
[Might add this to the personal poetry forum.]
"Have the strength to force the moment to its crisis".
I just finished my machiatto and am now having these fresh strawberries and cream
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive!
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
HAHAHAOriginally Posted by wlz
Riceisbliss
Anybody who disagrees I challenge him/her to face me in the ring!
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
Taking veg soup
“Those who seek to satisfy the mind of man by hampering it with ceremonies and music and affecting charity and devotion have lost their original nature””
“If water derives lucidity from stillness, how much more the faculties of the mind! The mind of the sage, being in repose, becomes the mirror of the universe, the speculum of all creation.
Water and plenty of it.
Must have water.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Toasted bread sandwich with peanut butter and finely melted Hershey's mini-Kisses. Yeah, so shoot me.
The Moments of Dominion
That happen on the Soul
And leave it with a Discontent
Too exquisite — to tell —
-Emily Dickinson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TVW8GCnr9-I
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckGIvr6WVw4
Mummy and I had carbonara.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Whatever. I'm eating M&M's. For educational purposes. My maths assignment is based on them. M&M's are better as far as I'm concerned.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
A chubby cup of tea with butter toffee
An artful mason hand has carved on the heart
The name of a beauty, ruthlessly by his dart.
He must have been a wizard, or happened a miracle
To first change the stone to a punch of muscle.
For, who ever beheld the stone to bleed
Or cry in deep pain by the touch of the lead.
Genie Parker
Water!!
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?Eliot
Peppermint candy
It is not too late, to be wild for roundabouts - to be wild for life
Wolfsheim - It is not too late
Smoked cod, chips and mushy peas!
Plus a cuppa tea.
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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