Monday, September 25, 2006
Free flow
stop the catalystic baits for the avalance of disturbing mental projections which invade the mind-boat with pirate like precision.The ticking of the clock implodes inside--all sounds are dead,but the devilish ticking.fanless,prespiring and naked,a frightened animal wails.Who can take the barbs off the soft-skin butterfly wings of hope.In tatters and ugly.Thats a homecoming,we can do without.Stand united,and face the blades of warped space-time.Mute..we are mute.Oh beautiful irony!
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7 comments:
hey Ash hows u? Long time. I missed ya. tnxxx for remembering me n dropping by.
tc n hugggggggz!
Keshi.
Stopped by from Keshi's blog to say hello.
keshi--i'm fine Keshi.thanks
starry nights--you're always welcome to drop by in,whenever you wish.hello.
wow! free flow indeed.
tlos ym ephon! Lwil lcal u nsoo and tell u eth tres
Hola free bird..
with tattered wings and melancholic soul:)
sm qs...
nt in a mood to go gaga ..over the creative solace of ur redundant liquid emotions..)
so here are moi qs,,
1,Did u see pirate of the carribean...before opening the plathora of emotions:P?
2,this stuff(dont know wht to call it.....ws inspired by a trip to universal studios?
seems like..a direct scene from MADAGASCAR:P....@ animals wailing
last but nt the least....which science fiction...u dissected:P
from starwars....to attack of the clones?
(let me fly away..before u sharpen ur..venomous tipped..burning knife...
oops..but how can i fly..
When moi wings are clipped..and moi soul is lost in sm mystic haze:P
hasta la vista...
cocaine jesus--yeah,no rhythm though.
sebia--cute! grow up,babygirl
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