Only the stars can save me now Grant me the honor of no gravity Let me float away in space Weightless Away from the world
Solidarity Singularity Independency
Make me one with the cosmos Space dust coalescing Stars birthing and dying In simple, silent majesty And vehement violence If it can even be called violence without malicious intent coined by **** sapiens brains For into the void there is nothing
To watch or not to watch. That is the question;whether it is nobler in my mind to suffer the feels and emotions of addicting shows and yet be so in love with them. To watch, to cry. One more episode and only sleep will help me to end. The heartache and the thousand cinematic shocks the writers are obsessed with. ‘tis a consuming world with everything I wish. To watch, to cry. To cry-- perhaps too much. Ay, but it's worth it. For, when watching these shows and knowing what feels may come, when we have shuffled off this depressing factor, we must not forget the humor that makes happiness last oh so long. To watch characters travel the depths of space and time. The detectives prove wrong the proud men and even the relationships and love ‘tween the main protagonists. The insolence of the hiatus that even patient fangirls cannot take. When we go on great adventures with a hobbit and a ring. Who could bear the long wait? To punt a sweat is a weary life. To discover world's unknown from books or shows. We travellers never want to return. Our fangirl hearts burn and even still We would rather bear the tears we have Than live in a world where there are none. Thus Fangirls are not cowards, not at all Thus we are heroes so very proud So we proudly say take flight on the enterprise with Captain Jean Luc We bare our lights sabers alight And lose ourselves in the action Go we now happy as could be-- off to fangirl forever To be normal? Ha! Never.
I’m a hypocrite, I’m full of Wit? I’m harmless But I’m proud, So I won’t sell my lemonade To a whisky-drinking crowd. For those who order Sweet ice tea - I say let them drink! But New Yorkers drink Long Islands And are more like me, I think. I know I’m not an Atheist But me and God don’t talk. I think he built his watches And then went for a walk. (4) The armies go on fighting Until the reaper wins Or Armageddon’s curtain falls Before Act III of the play begins. The question asked by Hamlet So many years ago Today still asked by many, Still the answer we can’t know: “To be or not to be?” he asked. To suffer or to die? And “Shuffle off this mortal coil” Leave our loved ones here to cry. There is beauty all around us Inside us too, if we but look. Though we might not like every cake We can’t crucify the cook. So eat when you are hungry And drink when parched and dry. Live life, for life’s worth living, You’ll have eternity to die. Phil Lindsey 6/2/15
(4) Another reference to deism. See Der Uhrmacher Theorie, posted May 7, 2015.
There's destruction in the air.. Coming from my fingertips and landing on a blade Only, the blade is a pill, and no it's not just one 10, 9, 8 Just sit and wait 7, 6, 5 **** I'm still alive 4, 3, 2 Guess I won't be making this one through
Over the lips and through the gums, look out stomach, here it comes!