My BodyMy legs; pure steel and sinew a muscley mean meat of fiberous tissue marching to a long and lean bass beat, swinging to a soulful sway on the wind.My Body
pounding down, paddling out stable concrete, unpredictable ocean.
With a sure look and a strong steer setting those gears into motion.
My inertia propels this projectile, with expeller oil to loosen the hinges, the weight of this machine will singe all but gravity. 9.81 meters per second squared. Squared gravity straight in the f
The Math VortexAnd I've learned a little something of peace and grace In the amount of time it took to face my myriad of "emotional sensitivity".The Math Vortex
Outdated magazines, repeated scenes strewn across my bedroom floor. Lingering, loitering, littering my mind.
Rusting, rotting, boycotting brain function.
Like a hungry cat, the longer you ignore her, the more she makes herself heard. But for all her tears, her pleas and begs. Her call continues to fall, dumbly, on my deaf ears.
Oh well. For all my dear linear thought patterns,
&n
Autumn 09Trees on the parkway, passed in succession. They look like fat paintbrushes, dipped in dry paint. the amber and ruby red lightly fanned on, hard peices of dried paint stick to certain ends, like spray paint snow gathers in an area of pine where you sprayed just a little too much.Autumn 09
Like a blush brush, for makeup. swiftly sweeping across your face. sifting through the powder trying to adhere, like velcro, to oil.
The movement i imagine reminds me of her. Her movements, so methodically practiced and so easily executed. I wish i could dance behind her at the barre forever, experiencing this as a routine, like brushing you
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SKY and OCEAN [link]
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Is There Life on Mars? Story and Art by Kyle Street
Ciao
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i'm dead roel.... i'm from holland almere
i work in hilversum...
and i'm a basic beginner at drawing..
Also thanks for adding me to your watchlist. Welcome on board!
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In the kingdom of madness, a sane man, or one of his alternate personalities, bays at the moon.
Senior U.E.O. for the *Dark-Arts-Asylum
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Emotional landscapes in the great Below.
i thought you were like twenty something
how about you? how old are you?
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loneliness is the human condition... cultivate it
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Why should you visit my website? Do you enjoy your front teeth? I thought so.
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"In the name of God, impure souls of the living dead shall be banished into eternal damnation. Amen."
-Hellsing
i am
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