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See this handsome cave man, his lovely dove by his side; in a metro train, we sit close by, I threw a gentle smile, to be civil, but really I wanted to make him smile, that way we both would gain, he deflected as if it was a missile, stared at me as if his stocks went up in smoke, that very morning. The dove, was dazed like a zombie, we live in a difficult world, unreasonable, that's why 40% of this world hope something would stop it's turning soon! "no use running away form immediate reality" dad used to tell us, over and over again, "when the seeds are sown as karma, why, run without reaping the harvest, each time when you do something, better be aware, of the result, or else...." but the cave man doesn't care so I took him by his scary horn, invisible, "You need to talk, you look too stuffed up, so, chances are  that, you'll burst soon" His eyes I could see, protruded, face contracted,  symptoms of belligerence? is it a  fight next? "Wait "I said, "My cave man friend, for long I was a cave man myself I used to fight, even with insects" then came one day starlight playing with wet earth on a clear night, did the trick, it was like a vision so sweet, I became aware of life's worth; it's time to stop all nonsense we are in to" **I saw him smile, he wasn't a caveman any more, his dove was flapping her wings in happiness!**
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 1:13 PM UTC
Astonishing 'cave man incident'
See this handsome cave man, his lovely dove by his side; in a metro train, we sit close by, I threw a gentle smile, to be civil, but really I wanted to make him smile, that way we both would gain, he deflected as if it was a missile, stared at me as if his stocks went up in smoke, that very morning. The dove, was dazed like a zombie, we live in a difficult world, unreasonable, that's why 40% of this world hope something would stop it's turning soon! "no use running away form immediate reality" dad used to tell us, over and over again, "when the seeds are sown as karma, why, run without reaping the harvest, each time when you do something, better be aware, of the result, or else...." but the cave man doesn't care so I took him by his scary horn, invisible, "You need to talk, you look too stuffed up, so, chances are  that, you'll burst soon" His eyes I could see, protruded, face contracted,  symptoms of belligerence? is it a  fight next? "Wait "I said, "My cave man friend, for long I was a cave man myself I used to fight, even with insects" then came one day starlight playing with wet earth on a clear night, did the trick, it was like a vision so sweet, I became aware of life's worth; it's time to stop all nonsense we are in to" **I saw him smile, he wasn't a caveman any more, his dove was flapping her wings in happiness!**
k-balachandran
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Aug 7, 2012
Aug 7, 2012 at 1:13 PM UTC
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