Art Pose

Bathtub Of LifeA billion water droplets A single mass Merging as one No individual Identifiable And in the middle Of it allBathtub Of Life
A big, fat hairy man.
God’s fart A tsunami God’s floating pubes Forestry God’s bum fluff Billowing clouds
Heaven is when he doesn’t
Bother to squeeze every droplet
From his Sponge
Hell is when he leaves A small puddle in
The Soap Dish
And yet we cling to him like A million water droplets on a
Big,
fat,
hairy
man.


New JobFirst day on the jobNew Job
“So,” he said, leering at me over the table, messy sandwich in hand, “how long have you been eating yogurt?” My yogurt laden spoon paused in mid air, and in the moment it took me to think, (how long had I been eating yogurt? When was my first time?) I watched oily, shredded lettuce tumble from his sandwich onto the table. The question seemed loaded.
“Oh, probably only the last couple of years; you know, like, seriously.” I said this airily, as his tone of voice had implied that this yogurt-eating habit of mine was a potential hot spot in our relationship. He said nothing, but continued to peer in
Samuran's moved to a new account: =lifemachine
Hope to see you around!
Best regards,
Sam / lifemachine
on your special day
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And Sundays child is bonny and wise in every way.
find the day of the week you were born here [link]
More about the rhyme: [link]
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No one gets out alive all we can hope for is
when all is said and done more is done than said
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Sing a song of Birthdays
Full of fun and cheer
And may you keep on having them
For many a happy year
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Love that lives in the heart cannot be so easily terminated by time. Even though the encounter is brief its impression shall last a lifetime. No one can change the direction of love that lives in the heart. If you have loved that in itself is the answer.
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I'm safe, up high, nothing can touch me
Why do i feel this party's over?
No pain, inside, you're my protection
But how do i feel this good sober?
I've got a new account, but I'm not sure whether to leave this one or not. I can't decide.
How are you?
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I WILL NOT TALK RUBBISH. (Except on Wednesdays.)
Walter- Shut the fuck up, Donny.
Are the fires of hell a'glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing?
Well if you do tell me who you are
Im goooood
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I'm safe, up high, nothing can touch me
Why do i feel this party's over?
No pain, inside, you're my protection
But how do i feel this good sober?
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"Lay down this book and reflect for five minutes on the fact that all the great religions were first preached, and long practiced, in a world without chloroform."--C.S. Lewis
[link] My webcomic. Doesn't everybody have one?
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Keep rockin and smilin. PEACE!
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