The Intro

This is not a tale of a hero, of a special individual destined for greatness or different from the herd, or some tragic coming-of-age epic out of Dickensian lore. No, this is a story of Truth, of Love, and, most importantly, of Life and that which of necessity comes along with it.

[I wonder where this would lead.]

Night Café

I read Charles Dickens’ books in my spare time
A Friday night café would be just fine
I’m a fan of poetry and prose;
A world of words that no-one ever knows.

Clouds from Above…

…are like skies of mashed potatoes masking the gingerbread plains beneath.

Whale Crashing

And in each wave I can see the great black; the toil of the mammoth whale crashing into sea and sending it hurtling out into the unknown.

Relativity, Relatively Speaking

If you can’t be sure of something so simple as reality, relatively speaking, how can you be so sure of what is truly right?

To Gaze

On cool summer days,

I am content but to gaze.

Wind Blows

The doors, walls and windows closed;
the wind blows and nobody knows…

Flip-Blink Crazy

Damnit, I’m too alive to sleep or study. I’m lying in bed reading a letter over time and time again, can’t stop reading it thinking of it thinking about everything. Alarm set for 5:15 but it doesn’t matter; exam at eight and that doesn’t matter either. This letter is just so… I don’t know. It’s life, and I can’t explain it.

I’m insane, zany, flip-blink crazy.  Euphoric to the floor but with no reason for.  I’m so very out of it.  And not under the influence of anything, mind you.  Tonight was a good night, methinks.

Cheers.

Cheshire Grin Moon

Dark the world a sea of black as above spotted dotted sprinkled the sky alight with but the stars fair and the Cheshire grin moon hanging high.

Meta: I have no idea what happened yesterday.  I went from having an average 2-10 views a day to having 224 yesterday alone, and 72 views today (in the past 5h40m).  I can see the link that most of them came from, but the listing had flagged and so no longer exists.  Anybody happen to know what that was about?  I appreciate the exposure, but jumping so much in one day is rather unusual.

I apologize for the amount of meta discourse; I felt it was necessary yesterday (which was the post being linked to so), and I’m just bloody confused here.

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In My Head (Zombie)

It occurs to me that the reason I perpetually listen to music is so that I don’t have to listen to that which is in my head.