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Curses, Curses - part I you were a shadow in the hall,
when i first saw, you,
shouting
"Curses! Curses!"

and all that was known
was etched into bone,
and hollowed inkstained fist,

upon which,
you layed,
with your crystalline shell,
and your thoughts, as kept
in a littleredbox,
left untouched,
by your yellow faded hand,
written,
in inkstained hues
and washed out whispers
of the shore where i first
saw you
climbing on the wall,
the cliff,the rock, the shoreline,
and falling down
to the sand
with the pier,
dead shimmering,
and the echoes
and the soft white reflected light,

i am the earth..."i am the earth,
and you are the air,
and all the rest
is really just bullshit"

"i was the sun
and you were an ocean
and i crawled, from
your bed, and i scrawled,
a letter on your eyelids,
until i lost my name,
until i lost everything.

now then, what do you
think of that?"

"our hearts, o

The Earth UnravelsI.

you have a mask of rosary beads and i've never seen your face,
carved out from whispers, and
carved out of dreams
of high pavement ordering a funeral march,
with your rosary beads in place, drowned from drinking

i found you

hiding in the line, waiting for your shower, holding your face

behind your holy words spelling a smile

"And you can believe me, becuase I never lie,
and I'm always right...",
spoke in petty whispers, curses,
drawn out and strung high on
bible verses

in the paucity,
of metaphorical twighlight,
your voice was found
buried under and hiding behind
th

Canvas Tear - HBCD Pt. II you lit up
like a campfire,

when you told me those words.

and now the half-light is tinted
with airs of past speech

because you always told me
these things, these truths, in technicolor hues...

before burning them down like bonfires
and staring at those nowemptywords

because guns
are pouring down
like overloaded prognosis

as the clouds disappear
and i am left with only blanksky
filled
with spilled,
ink,

and dotted with
infinitesimal specks
where the air was too thin...

the light is fading from the

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i'm starting to realize
that i might not even exist.

~moguri-manitu Aug 11, 2009

I don't know if it's intended, but I find the pattern analogy between the blurred mat and your right cheek just genious.

*inspiredcreativity Jul 5, 2009 Professional Digital Artist

Does it matter if you really exist in this reality, or this plane of existence? Perhaps you really exist in an alternative universe or dimension (both being theoretically possible).

Why care? What matters is that you exist in your present state of mind or being. Live it as your wish. This is your own state-of-being. Define it as you will, then why not make the most of it. Why not seek to make this state-of-being somewhat enjoyable and fulfilling, maybe even with a dash of serenity.

There are of course many other options, like existing on autopilot, being a drama queen, tear at your existence, kill your current existance...

So many choices... What to do, what to do... No rush I suppose, can't hurry a Rembrandt after all...

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