the phone rings
i step myself off the ledge,
fall back into the window,
onto the hard floor,
crawl across the rug,
back into my bed
oh, hello!
i’m fine, how are you?
the phone rings
i step myself off the ledge,
fall back into the window,
onto the hard floor,
crawl across the rug,
back into my bed
oh, hello!
i’m fine, how are you?
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Row, row, row your boat everly down life’s stream;
Wearily, warily, wearily, warily in the demon’s dream.
A brief summary of Gnosticism
“This world is just a dream of a Demon”
Inscription from one of [the] Bogomil tombstones.
“Ovaj svjet je samo san Demona”
Natpis sa jednog od bogumilskih stećaka.
“This world is just a dream of a Demon”
Inscription from one of Bogomil tombstones.
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American Amnesialism: When Americans, and especially Democrats, forget the enduring collateral damage caused by the policies of their 42nd president, William Jefferson Clinton, because he’s so darn charming and “folksy” when he speaks.
The Accidental Seeker & Intentional Opiner
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I open my eyes and ochre water’s all around
I’m underneath, but I’m not scared, I still see golden sunlight too
I see your legs; you’ve let me go
and I think I’m down here all alone
I hear voices, but I can’t breathe
So I leave, I’m off to explore
But wait! there’s me – that’s my face?
Can’t you see, that somehow now, there’s two of me?
then
you finally see the first me
you slowly raise her up
She coughs and breathes;
and the other me just goes and floats away
But, which one am I; now, I’m not sure
Am I real, or was it she?
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