I am on a long stretch of working today, what is it, the 22nd of august? Shit man, working for 11 days in a row is a bitch. I wonder what the weather outside will be like. Have you ever asked the meaning of meaning. Perhaps you've found the cliff, but not the mattress. Keep looking, those springs are bound to bounce back. At least once. Perhaps multiple times. But at least once. It just like eating enriched pasta, a bunch of carbohydrates are good, but not nessesarily good for you. You enrich it, like you enrich and feed your mind, you are bound to be the spring. And you know what the spring is all about. blossoming flowers. That, and bouncing back once a year, no matter what. That is, until man fucks everything up. It's in our nature to deny it is our nature to be non destructive and follow concise patterns of efficiency. True that.
What a beautiful face
I have found in this place
That is circling all round the sun
What a beautiful dream
That could flash on the screen
In a blink of an eye and be gone from me
Soft and sweet
Let me hold it close and keep it here with me
And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me
*~*Neatral Milk Hotel, In the Aeroplane over the sea.
Oh. I like Ohs. They are quite a wonderful pause, because in your mind the oh makes its syllabic reprise, but there is no meaning. This allows the reader, at least in my mind, to retain the medatative moments of the poetry while only taking a subliminal second to understand. Oh. Do you see?
What a beautiful face
I have found in this place
That is circling all round the sun
What a beautiful dream
That could flash on the screen
In a blink of an eye and be gone from me
Soft and sweet
Let me hold it close and keep it here with me
And one day we will die
And our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea
But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing we can see
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me
*~*Neatral Milk Hotel, In the Aeroplane over the sea.
Oh. I like Ohs. They are quite a wonderful pause, because in your mind the oh makes its syllabic reprise, but there is no meaning. This allows the reader, at least in my mind, to retain the medatative moments of the poetry while only taking a subliminal second to understand. Oh. Do you see?
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It was left there, that is: it is there, was left, and now therefore was; but then again, time isn't the same in all places. It has many personalities, of course, all dying to meet you one after the next. Speaking its w56 lines, May 24, 2008
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