

Something That Happend, ReallyWHAT THE HELL HAPPENEDSomething That Happend, Really
"The ceiling was fucked to hell man. I mean, god damn. Should of seen it, like a meteor, or something, fell, man. The ceiling was fucked to hell, man."
WHY AM I BEING TOLD THIS, IT CAN'T BE REAL.
"I'm sorry, sir, but your insurance won't cover this. Nope, no, nadda, we don't cover these kind of accidents, 'sky to ground property collisions,' we call them. "
"Wait! You won't cover it! How am I supposed to get money to fix the mess it caused."
"Look! I'm sorry that this happened to you, a good person, I'm sure you are, but we can't cover it. You're on your o


Ramblings I-IIII. The scalped skull of a midget man was cast along a desolate dirt trail, staring towards a sky of endless stars. Tomorrow is isn't, today is isn't, When one must cast his gaze upwards forevermore.Ramblings I-III
II. A helpful helping hand hangs above windows, widows, pains and panes. I grasp the gripper with gratitude, but am mistaken, it is the mauled hand of Mother Mary.
III. &


Sunset on The BayLooking out into the deep blue waters, One can feel at peace without bothers; Away from all the world's dark ways, And into the lightest of happy days.Sunset on The Bay
The waves lap upon the glowing shore, Reminding of the beauties never more; The waves of sweet smells and taste Take away our minds with frantic haste.
The wind blows salt into my swept hair, Tickling my nose with the slightest of care; It wistles across the sky's limitless space, All to dance across my sun burnt face.
The sun sets in brilliant reds and yellows, Glimmering off vast underwater mea


Epitaph to an ActorThe sun still shone for all its worth; The days had not begun to worsen,Epitaph to an Actor
When, to his rest beneath the earth, Descended yet another person.
"Too bad he wasn't superstitious," The gawkers gossiped in the lane, "For death is prideful and capricious, And first takes those. who dying feign."
If so, amigo, take your time, Loosen the strings, be more forgiving, Re-write, re-stage, re-take the lime, Re-play the role; stay with the living!
But driving all the world to tears, He wrote himself an epitaph, And, glancing back upon the years, De


Pictures of dreamsThese are pictures of dreams I took I place them all together in one bookPictures of dreams
So you can take a look upon them, once or twice Living the dream, but for what price?
Yes for daydreaming you have to pay Though facing reality you can't delay
That's why I close the book With pictures of dreams I took
Today I face reality Live a life of mortality
For everything will once be past It's not the earthly life that lasts
But the pictures of dreams I took Live forever in the book
Feel free to have a look Watch the pictures
Click here: [link]
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"... one asks oneself this simple question, "What does that mean?". It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable..." - Rene Magritte
Never argue with an idiot. The people watching might not know the difference.
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"Doink!"
~Tonberry
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"... one asks oneself this simple question, "What does that mean?". It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable..." - Rene Magritte
Never argue with an idiot. The people watching might not know the difference.
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"Doink!"
~Tonberry
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"... one asks oneself this simple question, "What does that mean?". It does not mean anything, because mystery means nothing either, it is unknowable..." - Rene Magritte
Never argue with an idiot. The people watching might not know the difference.
[hi my friend, how's it?]
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"he's a loser" - wayne static
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"Doink!"
~Tonberry
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"he's a loser" - wayne static
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Mock guilt and welcome hell.
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