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untitledSending Cards to Canada on an early holiday known to few. these empty words made full, throngs and armies march, legion, worlds sated in peace and harmony, the antithesis of flames - passive is some form of nonagression. Light the Matches.untitled
by ~007-Math
I Saw God in the NumbersI saw God in the numbers scrawled across the top of the page. And I saw God in those i's - but when I glared back, they had vanished, swept away.I Saw God in the Numbers
by ~007-Math
Weapons of Mass CircumlocutionMy thoughts seep and coagulate, under the door. Dry and sticky, they hold tightly shut this wave of things Subconscious things more emotion than effort, a quivering pulse as the door, in opening, tears apart fragile threads. Emotions throes of reasons swept about in a monsoon of shouts and giggles and cries. And self-control, as we watch it staining the carpet, a rich black. Fallen away, stripped, the veil collapses. The shadow falls through a hole made of light. The darkness sinks inwards towards the siWeapons of Mass Circumlocution
by ~007-Math
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35. Hold My HandPlease, love, hold my hand, Let me cling to your warm chest-- My reassurance.35. Hold My Hand
by ~007-LoneHeartstring
EquilibriumI was awakened by the Shuddering stringsEquilibrium
Of a naked harp
Wafting up the stairs With the breath of burnt sienna.
In dreams, I played russian roulette As all the soul within me
Wimpled in vertigo: My heart was unquenchable;
Dusty words spoke louder Than the corpse of autumn's Heaving spread through The reedy river banks That fitfully swayed in the backyard.
A pendulum, hanging from the wall Like a seascape, kept my senses tip-toeing Between nowhere and oblivion, and the rain -
Oh, how it danced and swung in swivel
by *ThelemaJ
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The Tao is like a glob pattern:
used but never used up.
It is like the extern void:
filled with infinite possibilities.
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Guph, go feed the lizard.
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state-of-the-art bionic-cyberechidna
The Tao is like a glob pattern:
used but never used up.
It is like the extern void:
filled with infinite possibilities.
--
0011110000110011
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Guph, go feed the lizard.
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state-of-the-art bionic-cyberechidna
The Tao is like a glob pattern:
used but never used up.
It is like the extern void:
filled with infinite possibilities.
Sorry. I hadn't had time to actually sit and listen to the whole album until a little bit ago..it's so excellent.
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