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Posts: 6739 Joined: 13-Apr-2009 Last visit: 10-Apr-2022
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To unravel the week
when it ends,
snakes dance under
lightning stems.
A future memory I dream,
I will remember then
Until
geometric magnetism
amongst the composition
empathizes with the storm
which recrystallizes in the sun
shines right through you.
Today we celebrate the photons which squirm between everything we art
and the tubes I crawl through to see you +
Trickling bioluminescent synchronizations
flowing under faces
like dotted electronica synesthetic
jellyfish reality,
under air.
We tenticlate toward,
receding with lunar waning
and the overall oxidization of disposable space ships.
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Posts: 4342 Joined: 02-Oct-2008 Last visit: 19-Jan-2024
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glambazle zimzang....glomdor manycracker
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Posts: 776 Joined: 27-Jan-2010 Last visit: 07-Aug-2019 Location: uk
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Quote:... disposable space ships best description of a human body I've heard. Excellent "at journey's end, we must begin again"
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Posts: 38 Joined: 30-Apr-2010 Last visit: 09-Dec-2010 Location: El corazon de Oaxaca
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It's a holy night A night you could wander amongst the fire flies delight You are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you. - Robert Anton Wilson
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The Dude
Posts: 481 Joined: 23-Feb-2010 Last visit: 12-Jun-2017 Location: ♑
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made me wiggle with joy :] *We are now at a phase of human development where we have accumulated an enormous amount of knowledge through scientific research in the material world. This is very important knowledge, but it must be integrated. -Hoffman *A young man who wishes to remain a sound Atheist cannot be too careful of his reading -C.S. Lewis cephalopods are enlightened -benzyme T R I P S I T
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Posts: 341 Joined: 15-Oct-2009 Last visit: 11-Oct-2012
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Take me to the desert; a fish out of water.
A cemetary for so many.
A home for the strong, and the strange.
Take me to the desert,
where the sole drink lay in the sharp trichocereus.
The beautiful emerald statues,
blissful in the arid climate.
To stand amongst the novel and the powerful.
The friction of the silica,
alive,
rustling in the hot breeze.
Take me to the desert; a fish out of water.
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