| Haven't we all sat in the dark before, talking about escaping, begging not to be left alone, repeating love-vows to static signals of transmission, acoustic signals and static noise of automatically programmed satellites to affirm functionality when we'd much rather want a lie? Any lie? Any lie that gives us material to apologies to affirm ourselves that we're not alone. |










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-there's a wocket in my pocket-
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D. Lane Taylor
My GarageBand music profile
[link]
er factually managing some of my old works and saw your lovely comments
and want to say a goodmorning
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...all beauty must die
urban news: [link]
Apparently, it's actualy growing.
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A thumping sound, then nothingness.
That's when I come in, that's when I visit.
Something should be broken, right? There in nothingness, enter chaos and eat me
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"Poor is the man whose pleasures depend on the permission of another"
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Only in silence the word,
only in dark the light,
only in dying life:
bright the hawk\\\'s flight
on the empty sky.
Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea
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"Van Gogh kept painting himself because he was the only model he had."
Flickr [link]
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