I have stopped growing
and I have stopped thinking
I must be dead
and this must be hell.As the answer endeth, a question spawned thee to life.
At the edge of darkness, are found slivers of serene happiness...
I have stopped growing
and I have stopped thinking
I must be dead
and this must be hell.As the answer endeth, a question spawned thee to life.
Etched, by Anonymous ; 2:25 am
11 comments:
It'll get worse,
The end is the beginning is the end is the beginning is the end?
an exam.
you must be writing an exam.
and those really never end.
Got sucked in by Bravity, eh? ;)
Yoga my friend...yoga is the answer to all thoughtless and thoughtful misery.
Life Cheats! As you figure out answers to the questions in life the questions change!
nonsense.
where does 42 come here?
pah.
we need an earl grey.
or that limey shit you ingest normally.
pronto.
even that sandwich thing is okay.
could be.
or maybe you're just one of 'us' now?
i dunno about hell but it sure feels like between rock and hard place... hell or a deep well... still gropping in the darkness. will yelp if i figure it out!
→ Reaper: Yes, but it won't last forever. :)
→ Nonedone: ...is the beginning is the end is the beginning is the end is the beginning...
→ Sitey: No re. Just...
→ Wabbster: Not yet. But I hope to. :D
→ Prude: So is meditation. :)
→ Anand: Hehe... Whattodo? Life's a bitch.
→ Thrush: 42 doesn't come here. It's in that movie - 1942... A Love Story. :P I wouldn't mind Tibetan Sorig. Earl Grey sucks. Sule-mani's also ok. But you've to call me first no?
→ H: Maybe I am. But before I can confirm my membership, pray tell, who's 'us'? :)
→ Tsu: This post is more about groping in broad daylight.
nice. i wldve titled it, 'an ode to masturbation'.
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