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The Mighty Alps are getting ready to feel the fresh freedom winds of American desire and pain.
With struggle comes gain.
You too can two if you want to dance then do it right. Fly a kite.
Though it may seem trite it is only natural to sell yourself short when
faced with your dreams because the market for such a personal goal is
cheap and black and very dangerous not to mention illegal.
I once knew a seagull. I once owned a regal chair carved from the tears
of a country won by wars funded by stores built on the shores by
founding fathers who found it difficult not to find the time to follow
their minds which were powered by persistence and impatience!
But that was a long long time ago my friend.
This is now, and it is before the end!
Spend all the time you can with
people you love
and when push comes to shove, rise above.
Gallant is the sand
so it will expand
over the land
to make a stand,
however bland that may seem, even water turns to steam,
but if you want
ice, you better want cream. | | |
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~Tincture Love Overdrive~ (a love poem for Kimberlee)
I bought a T-Shirt for my goat who lives inside the artichoke
but he is black and wont wear green so I burned the shirt and burned my spleen
infront of God, behind the queen is where my love for you is seen
by dogs and cats and acrobats. By occasional scags and harmless brats.
A little goes a longer way if you brush my teeth and brush the day
for you and me our love will be better than an apple tree.
Better than a King or Kong, more beautiful than any song.
Kimberlee you're magnificent! Love we'll buy with love we've spent!
From: The Human Use Of Being Human | | |
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~Dealing in Boat Floats and Throat Coats~
I will reach into my throat and pull out a coat, and then I will wear that coat, and everyone will say, "Hey Ryan, that's a nice throat-coat!"
And I will say, "I know. Thank you."
Then they will ask, "Will you trade for your throat coat?"
And I will respond, "You may have my throat coat, for your brand new boat float."
And they will say, "C'mon Ryan, be reasonable."
And I will say, “What does reason have to do with life?”
Love,
The Human Use Of Being Human
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| FRYING PAN CEREMONY
As far as I know, there is no such thing as a Frying Pan Ceremony. Infact, the whole idea is riddled with nonsense. As if the frying Pan, in and of itself, could perform actions worthy of instigating ceremonial recognition. This is not to say frying pans can not be good, even great, however, an inanimate tool's succession must be entirely accredited to the operator of said object. Therefore, a Frying Pan Ceremony is not only an insult to the craftsmen behind the pan, but to those who use fying pans everyday.
LOVE,
Influential Influenza
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| ~A Big Ol' Snake~
Father. Father. There is a snake on the lawnchair, father.
Yes. Son. It is a Big one.
Yes. Father. A Big Ol' Snake.
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