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The Places You Found LoveEveryone, but you especially as a woman, is biologically programmed to find babies cute. It's an evolutionary imperative, because the rational thing to do when you've got a screaming, shitting dependant taking up your food, is to kill it, and we need something to stop us doing that. It's also why people are generally attracted to big eyes and smooth skin - because they're characteristics of children.
And I'm not saying this to detract from the beauty of parenthood, or to make you sad, I'm saying it to point out that this fact doesn't make a baby's laugh any less wonderful. And I don't think the source of anything can make it less so.
This is why I can point out that any form of love isn't God or fate or destiny, it's that if two people have a strong emotional attachment, their children are more likely to survive.
Atomic bombs are beautiful.
So I will say that the me I am now, will and always has been feeling what I feel, but that sentence doesn't even make sense until we consider that
The Reasons We DieWhat I meant to say was that sometimes I just stare at the cigarette in my hands and beg for it to stop messing around and just kill me already.
But I figured you don't want to hear that.
The Shifting Nature of RealityYou asked me, "In these dreams, what does it look like?" I told you it looks different every time. Sometimes it's like a million feathers falling, sometimes it's like snow, sometimes it's like little stones, sometimes like ash, sometimes like a fine sand blowing across the hills. It's always silent. It falls around me but it never touches me. It never sticks. I told you sometimes I see dim figures walking in the distance through all the falling white. I told you I wish one would turn around and come to me. I wish one had your face. I wish the pink of your cheeks and blue of your eyes would appear to me unveiled from out of the drift. But the sad small figures don't turn around. They walk on, shoulders low, and disappear. I just watch them. You said, "I'm here now," and touched my hand. "I'm here now."
The Time Gone ByTick tock. All day. Every day is tick tocking by. There is no clock in your office that ticks or tocks, but you can hear the tick tock in your head. Tick. That's another second of your life gone, you think. Tock. That's one more second waiting for the man to tell you what to do. Tick. I'm a thinker, you think. Tock. Time to be a doer. Tick. You walk into your boss' office. Tock. I quit.
The clock stops.
The NuancePlay it one more time please, I need to hear it again. I need to make sure that its the only sound in my head. Play it again for me, I want to hear it once more. I want to make sure the only sound is correct. I don't want to hear that stare again. I don't want to see those words. I'll play the part again, I need to play it again. I need to make sure that every note is right. Give me a second to rehearse that part once more, I haven't been playing it right this entire time. I know it might sound right to you, but it doesn't sound right to me. I can't hear those words anymore. I never want to see that stare again. I have to keep playing. I never want to hear that again.
The Silence Goes On For YearsIn case of emergency, break glass. Throw plates. Cave to the insecurities you've harbored all along. Scream. Curse. Panic. Accuse her of never loving you, even though you know she did and still does. Tell her you never loved her. Tell yourself. Feel the world crumbling around you. Rip the rest of it down. Ignore her pleas. Her tears. Your regrets. Watch yourself leave, unable to stop your own feet. Slam the door. Keep walking. Realize, too late, that you didn't mean it.
The Art of Finding FlawsMaybe that's all it means, to grow up; to watch your heroes become human, right before your eyes.
the Millennia LaterDesolation has its own stark beauty. It's in the limbs of dead trees twisting up, pleading at the grey sky. It's in the air, cold with a faint hint of smoke and the barest breeze that stirs up the dust at your feet. The white-grey ash falls like snowflakes, dusting your hair, your coat, your mask. You catch one of the flakes and it crumbles between your gloved fingers. The ground is packed as hard as concrete under your boots as you turn your back on this cold, still world. You look up; the moon is barely visible. You will carry that memory with you as you go back underground. Mankind no longer has use for the stars.
Philosophy is Magic 034"He who loses wealth loses much,
he who loses a friend loses more,
but he who loses his courage loses all."
~ MIGUEL DE CERVANTES
Deep downDeep down inside ourselves
we can find the infinities
of the universe revealing themselves
in the light of darkness.
in the ocean of the dark unknown
we can find the high sky of enlightenment...
28/07/2014 Dywiann Xyara
Esther - Women of the BibleMany of you may already know about the story of Esther. But we need to look a little more deeper to find out what is really means, and what we as Christians can learn from it.
As most of us know, Esther was a Jew from the tribe of Benjamin. The name Esther in question means 'star'. This is a derivation of the root name of the goddess Ishtar. Esther was also known as Hadassah (her birth name for that matter) which means 'Myrtle'. Myrtle branches signify peace and thanksgiving. She first appears in Book of Esther Chapter 2. She is an orphaned Jew brought up by her cousin Mordecai. (Esther 2:5-7).
The book of Esther teaches much more than the life of one lady. In fact, there are five main characters in this story; King Xerxes (or otherwise known as King Ahasuerus), Queen Vashti, Mordecai, Esther and Haman. As you read the story in Esther chapters 1-10, make sure you understand the roles of these five characters.
In this study we will
Deep down we can find the high skyPoetry can be such a powerful expression
that it is capable to give extreme deep impressions
which can lead to the infinities of the sky
or deep down to the abyss' of the unknown oceans.
Is the deep down
actually the sky high above us?
And is the sky high above us
actually the ocean deep down?
What is, if I told you
that contraries become the same
the closer you reach their extremes?
What's hidden in all the deep seas?
What's far beyond our Solar System?
They all share one thing:
...the darkness of the unknown...
Why are we afraid of such infinities?
Why can't we grasp such dimensions?
Why are we even afraid of the unknown?
if our reality is only bound by our own imagination
and the fear of the holy unknown.
Yet the dark is so inspiring and touching.
Deep down inside ourselves
we can find the infinities of the universe
and experience it in all it's power and majesty.
Deep down we can find the high sky
27/07/2014 Dywiann Xyara
I don't get no respectWith my wife I don't get no respect. I made a toast on her birthday to 'the best woman a man ever had.' The waiter joined me.
I'm not a sexy guy. I went to a hooker. I dropped my pants. She dropped her price.
I tell you, I'm not a sexy guy. I was the centerfold for Playgirl magazine. The staples covered everything!
What a childhood I had, why, when I took my first step, my old man tripped me!
Last week I told my psychiatrist, "I keep thinking about suicide." He told me from now on I have to pay in advance.
I tell ya when I was a kid, all I knew was rejection. My yo-yo, it never came back!
Oh, when I was a kid in show business I was poor. I used to go to orgies to eat the grapes.
When I was a kid I got no respect. The time I was kidnapped, and the kidnappers sent my parents a note they said, "We want five thousand dollars or you'll see your kid again."
I tell ya, my wife was never nice. On our first date, I asked her if I could give her a
WorldablazeJust one spark could set the world ablaze;
A century ago the world shook;
A boiling ocean charged with chaos.
Darkness shrouding is also motivation for light shining.
Voyagers into the void;
Delvers in the darkness.
We're still alive, so that's something.
Movement of SARMy movement yes this is an actual thing that I made a little over 2 or more years ago. This is my opening speech I made for all those who wish to better the world and bring peace and unity to all of humanity.
Will you join me in changing this world?
Basically I have made a movement to try and change our world so that all of humanity is united, in a peaceful co-existence with each other and nature, where we no longer have to suffer from another's greed and lust for power, where we can all live together in harmony and peace. But this is a path that will not be an easy one for we must take on the richest part of the human race in order to change this world for the better. Yes I have hopes that we can do this peacefully and do this via elections into the government body and then fusing our nations together so that all of the world is united. But sadly as we all must be we must look at this realistically and know that sadly the richest part of he human race will sadly not understand our cau
Rules of the Bronydom1. Do not talk about EG.
2. Do NOT talk about EG.
3. We are Bronies
4. Bronies are fandom
5. Bronies love and tolerate
6. Fandom can be a stupid, childish, whining monster
7. Fandom is still able to stick together
8. There are no real rules about censoring
9. There are no real rules about copyright infringement either – enjoy your C&D
10. If you enjoy any other TV show – DON'T
11. All your arguments about the show not being 'just for little girls' can easily be ignored
12. Any original work you produce can and will be stolen from you
13. Any original work you produce can be turned into something else – clop
14. Do not argue with haters – love and tolerate
15. The more you try to be show-accurate the more you'll be blamed for OOC
16. If you get OOC in epic proportions, you may just create a subfandom
17. Every fanon gets canon eventually
18. Everything that can be shipped can be hated
19. The more you hate, the more shipped it gets
20. No storywriter's tweet is t
In another UniverseIn an alternate universe I choked on a Burger King chicken tender when I was four year old and died in my mom's arms before paramedics arrived on the scene.
In an alternate universe I was born with a third arm and I became nothing but a lab rat. I run around to this very day not knowing what real sunlight feels against my skin. I beg and plead while I curl in a ball in the corner tears against the acts of science.
In another universe on my 20th birthday a stranger bought me a winning lottery ticket. I hit the Jackpot of 280 million. I bought a mansion a Camaro. Repaid my debts and lived a life of wealth and lavished in high life until the end of my days.
I another universe I grow old and alone in a home without family or friends. Nobody to leave my stories or experiences to.
In another universe I was attacked by a Tiger Shark while surfing. Spending my life disabled I fell into depression and became a raging alcoholic.
...But in this universe I had you, the greatest girl to ever grace
And Tonight My Prayer Was XIIAnd tonight my prayer was:
I don't care who remembers what. Eventually everyone who remembers will be gone. And then everyone who remembers them will be gone.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one, in a universe a thousand infinities away. And he will fall in love as I did, and he will hate as I did, and he'll fuck up the same as I did, and he'll open his eyes like a child, and he'll wish he was blind.
And then he will die. Once he's gone, people will remember only how he died; only say 'he was a nice lad' or 'he went out doing what he loved.'
And then they'll forget, and die.
And the people who remember them will forget, and die.
And then, someday soon, a boy just like me will be born, on a planet just like this one... And so it will be forever hereafter.
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