Time allows for wiggle room in the cells we create for ourselves. Oh, you don't limit yourself inside that mind of yours? What a load of crap. Yes you do and you know you do. We all do these things, and it really sucks. We do these things because we are born into a world that has already been created for us. Part of the spell is ingesting everything on the outside that comes to us on the inside through that box.
That box controls your opinion of you and every other actor in society. It controls us all well, so you are definately not alone. Think about it! Think about all the fiction you bite into each day. Feel the burn as that stingy taste covers the inside of your mouth, ravishing your taste buds; feeding that desire for more. LLc 98.2
Friday, May 15, 2009
only one
Romantics believe not in what seems to be. The packaged material is not trustworthy enough to consider. No, romantics believe not in what seems to be, but rather, what actually is on the inside. That is where the flowers grow and they can bloom forever with another caring soul. LLc 98.2
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