"we who live here are microscopic insects existing deep down in the rabbit's fur. but philosophers are always trying to climb up the fine hairs of the fur in order to stare right into the magician's eyes."
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
fly
He saw the bird. In the sky. Not a word. Looked up high. Watched him soar. Such allure. Big and bold. This never gets old. Up and down. With no sound. Dreams of him. Soaring within. Into the sky. He will fly
im 22, recently moved to Rockford, IL. I've been to every state in the US, attended school in new zealand and hawaii, traveled to over 20 countries, just got the cutest puppy in the world, and love the girl that i call my girlfriend. life is beautiful.
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