M.C. Escher

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what could possibly happen if everything were to just disappear something sounds stupid i think it was me there is too much falling down how am i supposed to read what if they fell in between the cracks you better watch yourself and cover your tracks what if you have no idea where they are at what would you do in the nick of time family and friends protect till the end there is too much falling down its not worth my time to stay everything i see keeps drifting away Make Falling Objects Fall into and inside of YOUR OWN LITTLE WORLD its not just me that made what you see why am i reading what goes away? what am i doing? what should i say? and what ever it is its screaming, see it, scenic look how they fall and relate with the wall is it what you see that you want to believe? there's something special going on and your here to see it... how is THIS the TRUTH? its doing what it likes to do the Closer You Look the More You See what I Mean they all might link up in some sort of thought out patterned pattern nothing links up its all mindless and scattered is it sinking in then let the fun begin :) is this what you had in mind? or is this what i had in mine?
Galaxies are the Breakfast of Champions. and also the severely illTake the quiz:
Pieces to Sliding Puzzles Fall. Cracks Spray Search Lights onto the Walls. Smiling in Circles, the Lizards will Crawl.

Welcome Wandering Wonderer's! Can I Get You Something to Drink? Or Anything Else that Could be Digested Inside and Out?
When I Want to See Good Art I Go Outside, to Stare at the Sky, and Watch the Ground to See It Interact with the Sky. The Sun Standing Still and the Moon Overhead, the Shining of the Stars in the Night Sky Moon Sometimes Red. the Stars that Shoot By, Passing Through My Mind, Letting It All in, Sometimes Curing my "Why?". With Everything in Tune, and Some Things
Un-Glued, Overloaded With Information, Earth Stars Sun and the Moon.
Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- the World's Biggest Piece of Hanging Meat Suspended from the Pelvis!Take the quiz:
All Your Gates Are Open. In Shines the Light. Projected to the back, of a Wide Open Mind. Bouncing Around in a Space Seems Hollow. Shadow Creatures Crawling Eyes a Follow. Up and Down All Across the Page, Inside and Outside Re-Arranging a Brain. You See the Act of Letting It in. Do You See the Act of Take Over Begin? It Grabs at the Back and Pulls the Front. A Little Piece of Everything or Whatever I Want. Drag to the Surface a Mixture of Things, Like Bikes on Spokes or Puppets on Strings. A Smile and a Laugh, and a Cold Chill Attack. When I'm the One Being Controlled, by an Un-Thinkable Other Half. The One I Can't See Touch or Feel. The One that Comes and Goes, and Sometimes Don't Think is Real. Other Times I See it, other Times I Don't. Other Times I Think Its Me, Mostly its Just a Joke. Its a Shake and a Shudder and a Stinging Poke. Jarring the Inside of a Thought Filled Mind. Fried to a Saucepan, and the Danger Seems Real. Of Being Haunted by Things, That You Can't See Touch, Think or Feel. Hold on Tight the Worst is Over. Its All Just Stars Filled with Four Leaf Clovers. Twirling in a Glaze like Shimmer. Slipping from Form and Shape. The Way the Letters Tilt and Bend. Lines Bleeding Together Re-Orginization Never Seems to End. All that Enters, Changes its Tone. To What One Might Want to call Home. Its All Just a Flower Beginning to Bloom. Or Its All just a Garden Growing Inside of You. Fragrance of Flowers Smoking Through the Air. Surrounded by things with a Skull Growing Hair. Everything External Slowly Leaks In. Inside are the Systems Living Beneath the Skin. Internal Muscle Contortions and Moving Bones. Digestive System Functions with it's Gurgle and Moans. Hands Feel Awkward with Fingers Attached. They Wiggle and Grab at What You Want Reasonably Fast. The Message Always Changes with the Patterns in the Sky. All the Pretty Colors that You Can See Inside of Your Mind. Shift Shape and Texture. 3-D Lifting of a 2-D Fixture. It is the System and Structure of Things. Experiencing a Dreamworld as Human Beings. Bigger and Smaller the Sizes Go. Falling with Rain When a Strong Wind Blows. Across the Plane of Normal World Terms. And Your Apart of the Middle with Your Jitters and Squirms. All the Words Falling Up With Lift. Can you Sense the System? Do You Get the Jist? Its All Connected Like You Already Knew. Then Something Came Out to say Hello and It was Inside of You. What was It? Did You Catch a Glimpse? The Answer Would Run Like Honey off the Enlightened Lips. It's All 3-D and its All a Dream. That We've all been created in a Big Un-Controllable Machine. What it Means Makes no Sense. So just Deal what You Can, and Always do Your Best. Its All Just Tests in One Big Practice. Jump Out of the Seating Chart so the Light Can Refract This. Turning it into the Wave of a Beam. Landing on Brainwaves Carefully Built by Machines. The Hands of Men and the Hands of God. Put Together these Carefully Demonstrated Circular Thoughts. Holding on Tight to External Things. Any Deeper I Might Question my Own Human Being. Where is the Light? And Who is the Shine? Whats it All Hiding? What am I Supposed to Find? Even When I Have it, it Doesn't Want to Stay. All I Find is Circles Years Nights into Days. But What if the Answer Shot Past the Moon? And the Moon was Someplace Buried Deep Inside of You. What if it Kept Going. Into the Void. And then Feelings Grew inside. Of All the Towns Fully Grown Girls and Boys. Some Play with Dancing and Some Play With Stones. And Some play with Strings Atached to Other Humans Bones. The Strings Go Up. And You Figure Out, That There Might be Something Else that He's Talking About. You Could Read It Again or Read It to a Friend. And Laugh at Each Other Trying to Figure Out What Dimension We're In.

Sensing Mixed Signals? It Happens to Everyone.
A Question Once Asked a Voice, What Happens After We Die? And the Voice Quickly but Gently Replied "IT'S ALL INTERCONNECTED", THEN ILLUSTRATED THE POINT.
Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- Oh Thoughts They Move Like Clouds. And What is the Sky I Seem to Try to Figure Out...Is it a Void or is it a God. Or is it Everything Else Our Senses Can't Pick Up. Should You Go on Faith or Broken Logic and Dreams. Whatever You Choose, They're Both One with Absolutely No Seems. Take the quiz:
Its Too Much, Its Too Soon, It Has Very Little to do with You

How Do You Feel? About a Little Non-Sense that Sounds Stimulatingly Slippery into a Hole? Then Out the Other Side-
The Flood of Feelings is an Emotional Reaction to the Surroundings Infiltrating Inside the Organism Where Worlds are Built Carefully Constructed by the Imagination and Pure Interpretation of the Universe that is being Sensed through It's Windows to the Universe or it's "Senses" This World is Interpreted as a Three Dimensional Ever Changing Dreamworld of Color, Shape, Textures, Tastes and Sounds accompanied by Function and Purpose. They All Seem to Interpret Themselves as the Largest Most Interconnected and Infinite Universes Which Only Shows Itself to Organisms In and Out Through Their Sensory Windows with an Intangible and Uncontrollable Imagination Spilling the Guts of Galaxies and the True Nature of a New Dimension in Experiencing and Understanding the Human Experience....Whew Well I Feel Better!
Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- the World's Biggest Yearbook!
Don't Worry When the Curtains Close and the Lights Go Out, Everything Is Spinning and Whirling About
So You are Face-to-Face With Being Dead, What Does that Mean? I Think It Means Your Soul Will Get Sucked Into the Gears of the Machine...If I May Put It Bluntly What Artist Should Paint Your Subconscious?
Some of the Things We Want to Stay, Want to Disappear. Most of the Answers to Questions are Looking at You into a Mirror
You Always Were and Will Continue to Be. For Now You Will Touch, Taste, Smell, Feel, Hear and See. You Will Organize and Associate Things, You Will Endure Your Days and Whatever the Weather Brings. What Happens After We Die?
Who's Holding All of the Keys?
Falling in Love Saves Lives
Inter-twine Weaving Inside Love: Is the Sensation of a Great and Powerful Mind Merge
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey
Name: it changes all the time
Birthday: January 13, 1985
Birthplace: Oil City, Pa
Current Location: Boone, NC
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: brown
Height: six three
Right Handed or Left Handed: right
Your Heritage: italian english
The Shoes You Wore Today: i havent worn shoes yet today
Your Weakness: laziness and confusion
Your Fears: dying unloved
Your Perfect Pizza: thin, pepperoni and mushrooms!!
Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: become an academic GOD!
Your Most Overused Phrase: wanna have sex
Thoughts First Waking Up: uugh damn...
Your Best Physical Feature: the magic wand that can make people
Your Bedtime: usually 3 am
Your Most Missed Memory: smiling all the time
Pepsi or Coke: coke
tripping or school: school
Single or Group Dates: im flexible
food, clothing & shelter or art?: art (no joke unfortunately mixed up priorities)
Chocolate or Vanilla: i like girls of all races and nationalities, can you dig it
Cappuccino or Coffee: nicotine
Do you Smoke: maybe....
Do you Swear: FUCK
Do you believe in Life after Death?: no, but if it keeps going I don't think I want to be aware that its happening
Do you Shower Daily: every morning
Have you Been in Love: i think so
Do you want to go to College: not really but i will
Do you want to get Married: i'm not gonna lie....yea i guess....why?...are you asking me? wanna have sex first?
Do you belive in yourself: rarely
Do you get Motion Sickness: when im too drunk
Do you think you are Attractive: sometimes
Are you a Freak: can we find out?
Do you think of your parents and see their reflections inside of you?: yes, mom's and dad's
Do you like Thunderstorms: oh man yea, especially with lightening!
Do you play an Instrument: guitar and gong
Do you Think Reproduction is Wise if the Planet becomes Increasingly more Difficult to Live in Environmentally and Socially?: well then is it wise to build inheritence and raise our children as though they too would become parents themselves?
In the past month have you thought of your friends and seen Your reflections inside of them?: yes, i also see them in people i meet for five minutes
How often do you give Serious Recognition to the Fact that Things Occur Within You and Without You and Your Five Senses Regulate What Goes Into Your Brain? And if so, Are You Being Controlled? : I Don't Believe We Have Much Control Over What Happens Next When Life is Over, I Think We Have an Equal Amount of Control over Whether or Not We are Born
In the past month have you gone on a Date: sort of.....
In the past month have you gone to hell: not really
In the past month have you eaten a ten strip?: whats a ten strip?
In the past month have you eaten Sushi: hell no
In the past month have you been on Stage: everyday
In the past month have you been Dumped: probably
In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: not officially...
In the past month have you Stolen Anything: yea
Ever been Drunk in public: couple timez
Ever been called a Tease: absolutely not
Ever been Beaten up: not by people
Ever Shoplifted: probably
How do you want to Die: being in love
What do you want to be when you Grow Up: something more evolved than what i am now
What country would you most like to Visit: all of them from the air and the ground
In a Girl..
Favourite Eye Color: doesn't matter
Favourite Hair Color: something that goes well with the eyes
Short or Long Hair: depends on the chick
Height: shorter than me
Weight: less then me...unless you prove otherwise big girl!!!!
Best Clothing Style: dangerously
Number of Drugs I have taken: who cares...
Number of CDs I own: couple hundred
Number of Piercings: two
Number of Tattoos: three
Number of things in my Past I Regret: zero
CREATE YOUR OWN UNIVERSE! - or - Touching Makes the Flesh, to Cry Out Loud.-Grateful Dead
You Can't Be In the Picture to See the Picture. The Past Won't Explain Your Personal Future. It might as Well be Details. What the Worlds try to Sell. It might as Well be in Our Heads. That everything We Know Lasts Until Our Death.
From the Moment You Saw It You Let it Slip By. Why Would You Want Love to Ever Be in Your Mind? You can Handle Your Own, and Be by Yourself. You Like Being Wrapped in Plastic and Sit on a Shelf. No One Will Buy, What They Cannot Find. So Get Yourself Out There and Take My Advice. There is a Catch to Living in Heaven, You Will Suffer Just to Get in. Your Heart Will Break and You Will Be Destroyed, Until You Fall in Love With a Wonderful Girl or Boy. How Weird Are You?
As Weird as the Moon standing in front of the Sun
Using Your Senses to Contact Your Soul, then Seeing Through Eyes Infinitely Old. All the Energy, that Enters Me, Cycles Through Everything, All Over My Planet, Liquid Blue and Solid Green. In My Own Little World, Circling the Sun, Exchanging With Everything, a Game I've Already Won. The Energy of Soul, Has No Special Hole, for It to Fall Into, Not Knowing Where to Go. The Cycle Continues In and Out of All Things. :) While the Sun is Going Down :) I Wonder What Tomarrow Brings :) Good Night! :) So When the Lights Go Out, and the Your Energy Remains, You Will Cycle Through Everything, This Time in a Different Way. There's No One to Blame, It Feels Insane, With Energy Dancing, This is Something's Little Game. Smoke Drifts Away and Could Turn Into a Pigeon, Or a Park Bench Changing, Turning into a Religion. How Open Minded Are You?
You are a Collection of Senses, And the Machinery to Keep them Alive, Are You Hungry?
Your Looking Right at It. All You Seem to See is a Constant Loop, Trillions of Tiny Parts Connected for One Big Group. The Question Shows Up, and the Answer Comes, You Change Your Mind, Then Right Back to Square One.
You Can't Find the Answer Even Though It is True, that the Whole Entire Universe, is Looking Directly Through You. What Would You Like to See? Inside a Diamond Light Shining to be Free?
Is This the Answer or Just the Key? Or Just a Glimpse of What Happens,
When Everything is One, Plus Me.
Everything You Eat and All that You Do. Finds the Easiest Route Inside of You. Are You Weathered by the Storm? Or Storming the Weather?..