love and happiness. growth and inspiration. excitement and contentment. peace and laughter.... at least most of the time. also dancing around my room, swingsets, flashcards, nail polish, multi-colored socks, giant water bottles, music that moves me (or anything that moves me.. so really, just movement in general), redefinition, the bright side of life, evolution as an action, the golden rule, the limit of perfection as x approaches infinity.....
"Autrement dit, elle préfère s'imaginer une relation avec quelqu'un d'absent, plutôt que de créer des liens avec ceux qui sont présents." aanndd "the trick is to get to know people, and trust them to be who they are. instead, we trust them to be who we want them to be, and when theyre not, we cry." we are all exactly the same: we act based on what brings us pleasure and pain. and we are all completely unique: what brings each of us pleasure and pain varies infinitely. aim iamnonsense
hail music, full of rhythm, the beat is with thee.
blessed art thou among wavelengths , and blest is the movement of your vibrations.
holy music, mother of sound, pray for us shakers, now and on the dancefloor tonight. awomen. music is my god, dancing my religion, hiphop the gospel, and mk (www.nyub.net) is some kind of priest.
ill poop in your butt hole, and then you will poop it back into my butt hole, and then we will keep doing it back and forth. with the same poop. forever.
fuckin eye ache. i dont have a.d.d.... youre all just really boring... except bill maher.
"i want to be invisible... but not alone." writers block is my erectile dysfunction.
LADIES suck it up and take it down like vitamin c, the last time we decided to swallow life in someones seed, honey sweet in locus nest from localest of best-hive bees, cures the common folk of common cold and curse relieves all anchors weight like here and now and all its allergies... so heres to cheers to energy, we drink of them, let it will be, their blood, our bones, our hearts, their stones, forevers home is easels greed is peace in homes like hallways clean and closing in upon our seams our minds set sail at dawn and ease disease by our own lines of song the will we're free to steal from hell to heal the world and right its wrongs, in your own stead stand not so still, and starved of stipend since the start, stay out as high on your own seed as time will let you reach to keep to seize the day to save esteem and find yourself is your own key to see the rising sight of setting light to lead us not into a war but out of one from which we're born, when we were failed by brightest sun to find our way from all to none......as i was lost in all my frail, i locked myself inside a jail, a patient of my doctors please, in patience and frugality...conserve yourself till ones worth death, for that is what were here to see, that love is long and lifes a test to find the one that sets us free, and all the leads that we may see along this lonely journey, were only just a little right but still so far from worthy...come on enough, were strong enough to see that life was ours to give and now to take when we would like if they have failed to treat us right, so take a gulp and and plug your nose so you dont taste what you wont know... but if you want you might could feel.. and if we want we might could find the might and will to free the minds and fight the times with peaceful signs.... then fast is straight to back of throat to down to gut and out and done and round about in combat come well fight with them and make it fun...like minerals these men are old and ways of war are ever-boring... as rome took long but short to fall, we build this final warning....