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perpetual expeditions amidst this hazy twilight, periwinkled vistas ensnaring me in buzzzzzzzzzzzz the sound penetrates my ear drum black and yellow rabble-rouser this rambunctious little menace a pomegranate eternally ripe, giving me life gilled, scaled, underwater creature emerging from the deep, boundless rift two tantalizing tigers troublesome, treacherous and she laid there— undisturbed, unaware jabbed in her side by a M1903 Springfield soothed state rattled, shattered wincing from the poke of the blunt end of the gun the sleeping lady slept no more poor fellows, how were they supposed to hold on to it without opposable thumbs? the distressed damsel appeared grotesque, flailing and fidgeting at the sight of her surroundings surface rocking beneath my feat, my trusty elephant’s weak ankles shattering my already shattered stability i had no more time for such nonsenses buzzing sounds burned deep into my psyche the soft-spoken horizon called out to me calling for me to continue on into the enigmatic expanse
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
Dream Caused by the Flight of a Bumblebee around a Pomegranate a Second Before Awakening
perpetual expeditions amidst this hazy twilight, periwinkled vistas ensnaring me in buzzzzzzzzzzzz the sound penetrates my ear drum black and yellow rabble-rouser this rambunctious little menace a pomegranate eternally ripe, giving me life gilled, scaled, underwater creature emerging from the deep, boundless rift two tantalizing tigers troublesome, treacherous and she laid there— undisturbed, unaware jabbed in her side by a M1903 Springfield soothed state rattled, shattered wincing from the poke of the blunt end of the gun the sleeping lady slept no more poor fellows, how were they supposed to hold on to it without opposable thumbs? the distressed damsel appeared grotesque, flailing and fidgeting at the sight of her surroundings surface rocking beneath my feat, my trusty elephant’s weak ankles shattering my already shattered stability i had no more time for such nonsenses buzzing sounds burned deep into my psyche the soft-spoken horizon called out to me calling for me to continue on into the enigmatic expanse
#surrealism#dali#ekphrastic
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Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
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