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I’m watching her go from fridge to cooker to cup and back again (her daily exercise). ‘Cream!’ She muffles under her breath. She forgot the cream for her extra-large stuffed with marshmallows hot chocolate, so she slops back again…………. Jesus how fat and sloppy and lazy she has become.
what a man he’s too beautiful for me just the feel of him would have me subsumed and enveloped by fire
When death arrives it is looking for a way out not a way in. Bíonn suil le breith ach ni bhíonn suil le huaigh
When Horus enters the body you know it. Life is never the same again, fate drives this dipsomania for Horus it’s illogical. It’s exquisite. It’s magic that doesn’t make sense-what’s sense when it’s Horus-sky-sun-moon driver of the heart.
They landed in the same circumferance surrounded by noise and commotion talk and chatter instant attraction and as their moons eclipsed the event horizon there you will behold the living death
Kavka’s original version of the puzzle is the following: An eccentric billionaire places before you a vial of toxin that, if you drink it, will make you painfully ill for a day, but will not threaten your life or have any lasting effects. The billionaire will pay you one million dollars tomorrow morning if, at
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Equinox Standing before me Out of context And Complex My brain is Inert with gossamer Tinged Dark Violet and red Consumed He is Effulgent Sanguine lovely Humans are Inordinately Unordinary Nothing Can prepare You For simple Realism which does not exist In the plural parallel universes of this paradox