#planchette
The cold, dead girl prefers the huts lonesome, especially the haunted huts
She detests pin drop silence
So for her, the sorrowful wind moans
lugubriously through the oaks and pines
The candlestick looks scary
Suppose you're a spirit medium
Call her quietly
She will respond and pass through the troposphere, the stratosphere, the mesosphere and the thermosphere
She is a good ghost
She resides in Sirius
The dead sinners stay in the inner core
Life and Death are inextricable
The unending afterlife ...
Time knows how to fly
A gleam of hope knows how to try
Rain knows how to cry
A novella knows how to lie
A desert knows how to remain dry
The Mimosa pudica knows how to be shy
A poetic mind knows how to be a clear sky
and everyone was born to die
everyone is born to die
everyone will be born to die.
Feb 21, 2024
Feb 21, 2024 at 2:23 AM UTC