Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Velveeta Rotelchicken Pasta

Hypostasis


not be of those who die trying, if not of died in the attempt. Do not be at all salute, nor that everyone smiles. Unless the sentence an award-winning book, or an honors degree. Do not have a future or past, or be of this slave. Especially not the person next door, nor being whisper of mind of being. Nor be the beloved.

Being one who asks for help and no one holds out his hand, the speaker and you are not listening, or worse, not understood. Being one who seeks but can not find, but walking aimlessly. That for which the word order is meaningless, for which the beginning is only a vague recollection of the shadow of a dream. That being, the shadow of a dream.

A smile without lips, staring from the abyss, and the last answer of the offender, the only thing that is clear.

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