I awoke to that...

Trilby · 08-20-2011, 07:57 AM

...that which is insomnia and reflexive. That which is coffee yet not coffee also known as tea. Or toxic fluids of a unicorn pony that trolloped off with Titsalina Bottomsquasher and her ilk.

A heaven of rainbow brite and doubting thomas's. Which won't ever be if you don't believe the hellishness of selfhood and thus forth. On confronting the stone miracle of another day in the NOW and embrace the fork in the road and the cold cuts of mediocrity.

Slather the bread of freedom with mayonnaise and reap the miracleWhip of torte reform that only in heaven shall be!

Amen.

08-20-2011, 07:57 AM	#1
Trilby Slattern of the Swail Join Date: Jul 2004 Posts: 15,654	I awoke to that... ...that which is insomnia and reflexive. That which is coffee yet not coffee also known as tea. Or toxic fluids of a unicorn pony that trolloped off with Titsalina Bottomsquasher and her ilk. A heaven of rainbow brite and doubting thomas's. Which won't ever be if you don't believe the hellishness of selfhood and thus forth. On confronting the stone miracle of another day in the NOW and embrace the fork in the road and the cold cuts of mediocrity. Slather the bread of freedom with mayonnaise and reap the miracleWhip of torte reform that only in heaven shall be! Amen. __________________ In Barrie's play and novel, the roles of fairies are brief: they are allies to the Lost Boys, the source of fairy dust and ...They are portrayed as dangerous, whimsical and extremely clever but quite hedonistic. "Shall I give you a kiss?" Peter asked and, jerking an acorn button off his coat, solemnly presented it to her. —James Barrie Wimminfolk they be tricksy. - ZenGum

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