Thus not in the flesh
Therefore then outside the flesh?
Maybe all is flesh.
Thus not in the flesh
Therefore then outside the flesh?
Maybe all is flesh.
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
Maybe all is flesh
that distract me from my goal
but it looks so good
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
But it looks so good
The smell - reminiscent
The forbidden fruit
It is not too late, to be wild for roundabouts - to be wild for life
Wolfsheim - It is not too late
The forbidden fruit,
cerise tongues of fire flaunt
the colors of ripe
.
...the smell of flowers through metal labyrinths.
the Colors of Ripe
uncatchable to the eye
Existing for us
It is not too late, to be wild for roundabouts - to be wild for life
Wolfsheim - It is not too late
Existing for us
this here realm is clearly formed
with everything
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
with everything
comes another, as death brings
the scent of almonds
The scent of almonds
Not bearable anymore
Not since you are gone
It is not too late, to be wild for roundabouts - to be wild for life
Wolfsheim - It is not too late
not since you are gone
I have not moved or eaten
I've turned into stone
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
I've stoned into stone
Thought I to be able to
Take Medusa's head...
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Take Medusa's head.
Add French writer's sweat. Simmer.
Gorgonzola Soup.
Last edited by MarkBastable; 03-02-2010 at 07:13 PM.
Gorgonzola soup
simmering in an iron pot
over hot lava
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
over hot lava
green wicked one, I'll serve you
to mine enemy
"The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its' own reason for existing." ~ Albert Einstein
"Remember, no matter where you go, there you are." Buckaroo Bonzai "Some people say I done alright for a girl." Melanie Safka
To mine enemy
forgetting is not allowed
who lives in hate
It is not too late, to be wild for roundabouts - to be wild for life
Wolfsheim - It is not too late
Who lives in hate
I don't believe in fate, though
Blame it on the moon
It may seem somehow inane.
I wish to know all of you not just online, but on life.
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