|
|
storyteller
|
|
typhoid
|
some believe that humans don't inherently possess consciousness, but only gain consciousness from the plants that they eat..
|
000423
|
|
... |
|
miniver
|
Who needs you? I could always tell the Carpet People, like I used to do. (You know, before numbers, it was the days of the week -- "Tuesday", in particular. And now, I think, it's all parentheses and pathetic masculine rhyme. Forward or backward, or nowheremuchatall?)
|
000423
|
|
... |
|
Raina
|
can I borrow your attention for a moment? and weave tales of great warriors, para-Universes and Verses of love lost and regained? I promise it won't be of the bedtime variety. Unless you want to be tucked in.
|
000927
|
|
... |
|
loch
|
"I miss you" when you were last here, words from the serious girl. Naked in vulnerability. Sincere in lack of thought; "whatwasthequestion? What was the topic?" I have river stone eyes and a reflection of The Fallible Boy.Was it right to write this here?
|
040821
|
|
... |
|
infp
|
was it wrong to write this here?
|
040822
|
|
... |
|
.
|
between black and white is grey.
|
040822
|
|
... |
|
pete
|
i like the ottawa story tellers, especially when they reciet bits of the mahabarta (the longest written story in the world, i'm sure)
|
040822
|
|
... |
|
loch
|
perhaps it was...but like everthing else, after time we begin to care a little less, looking back i wish i had taken more chances.
|
040828
|
|
... |
|
no buckin sense
|
take a chance... it's never too late. life is short.
|
040828
|
|
... |
|
loch
|
funny, how in the moment it can seem so long though. Later perspective must add three years. like mirrors that make you look fatter?
|
040828
|
|
... |
|
dream psychoanalyst
|
spinnig, weaving, rumplestiltskin i know your name, i know, i know and tell me again, won't you? yes, tell me again, please? and i shall listen as you gather in the wool of my dreams and weave it into your imagination.
|
051116
|
|
|
what's it to you?
who
go
|
blather
from
|