| Chaos and Dreaming | Contributor |
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my reflection has grabbed me, pulled me into the mirror, down the rabbit hole i tumble |
Humanicide |
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ayeeeeeeee......... try as I might I couldn't get a foot, hand, head or finger |
induce |
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to snag a root, gasping for air while i decend into the unknown |
Humanicide |
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portal of string, rope and carbon theories |
induce |
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theories of human energies |
patsy |
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tapping the 3rd eye, nearly there |
induce |
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was the growing lump - harder! harder! HARDER! ..oh so |
ColourMyWorld |
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tradtional was the postion boredom set in. A galaxy of dream patterns was about to |
induce |
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unwravel like liquid dreams - a colourful pool of barf, |
ColourMyWorld |
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with plastic tridents jabbing feet |
induce |
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Add your entry here |
mamta |
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some how i knew someone would do that. |
induce |
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just a few clicks and there it goes .............blank......blank............. |
mamta |
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running laps around sunscreen bottles |
induce |
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hanging down from the trees, around them , on buildings, sparkling lights illuminate night sky |
mamta |
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as sudden a a comet that glides by |
induce |
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and a shooting star..................leaves sparkles behind |
mamta |
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dust streams in space, ribbons of history we may never know... |
Humanicide |
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ribbons of history flying into each other in the breeze, gets entangled ...birth of new beginnings |
mamta |
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eternity picked up, right where destiny left off |
Humanicide |
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destiny written and decided in advance - every moment pre-planned - changes possible by free will |
mamta |
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like a free-floating universal conciousness, the pale eyes of fate watch as god moves her tongue |
Humanicide |
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the devil is dentist; trust me, now open wide |
lordfuznut |
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we do know what we are doing ... you will bee fine in The Scheme Of Things, after that |
induce |
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return, return from whence you came.. Muggle.. for I, Voldemort, deem you |
ColourMyWorld |
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not fit for this century or any about or any before it, I staggered, scared! |
induce |
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Hoping the fluff from within my naval was enough, need I cushioning to fall upon. |
ColourMyWorld |
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Through the multi-coloured Ether of time, BDSM and washing, it was a great choice ... before the LiQuid LateX Melted. |
induce |
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Itching to play the latest guitar heroes.. in my madness.. I... |
ColourMyWorld |
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trash a hotel room in all the excitement |
lordfuznut |
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just before jolting back to reality and order |
Humanicide |
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they wanted a final taste of the Bug Powder Dust* (Move Placement) |
induce |
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I wondered if I was crazy to let my man go |
ColourMyWorld |
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shopping about the galaxy |
induce |
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for some old cheese and a star-spangled robe |
ColourMyWorld |
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wrapped in this he toured the neon tubes of |
induce |
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nasal congestions, clapping nose hairs for sound, hoping to silence the sneezes |
ColourMyWorld |
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before butterflies in Atlantis turn to rainbow nanotech dust |
induce |
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I was peeing on the sidewalk lost and alone.. still alone, in fact - in fact |
ColourMyWorld |
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it could have been a dream and gravity could be a problem |
induce |
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with a resrticted use of equillibrium it would be hard to decipher which way my mind was going |
Humanicide |
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my mind wanders .................trips, stumbles |
mamta |
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and fondles these two things called |
ColourMyWorld |
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chocolate dreams just before dawn and oblivion's awakening |
Humanicide |
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serve as tasty filling for the toaster strudle of death, eyeing me from the upside of this stool as squashed |
ColourMyWorld |
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invertibrate shell-less brain molusks, which, before their demise danced across my eye's galaxy |
Humanicide |
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Blaise cementing thoughts of comic data feed and feeding The Lilly tid-bits of Ultra-Neo-Neuro Toxin. |
induce |
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I established myself among the snowflakes, a giant |
ColourMyWorld |
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and though my extremities were freezing they were still compliant |
lordfuznut |
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to share the wedded bliss of the fountain of |
induce |
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melted cheese moments. |
ColourMyWorld |
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AppLe PieS simmerinG meLted cLocks oN |
induce |
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boards multiplied. rivals, black and white, united against chess' colorful rival: candyland.. |
ColourMyWorld |
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containers turned inSide ouT spOts gaggeD |
induce |
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dry heaving all the way to the liqourice finish line - |
ColourMyWorld |
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stumbLes begaN To liFt theM undEr and oVeR theiR AtomiC struCturrreS |
induce |
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expoooooooosing the skirt of nucleus - blushing protons and electrons alike, |
ColourMyWorld |
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Up! |
induce |
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Feed your dead batteries, batteries! ..Amen! inverse reality! |
ColourMyWorld |
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Dead batteries - all recharged - charged to take on the world |
mamta |
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