

Sacramento Cheerio MassacreThe cheerios sat somberly in darkness surrounded by cardboard walls; their prison an impenetrable, recyclable fortress. They only lie awake, for they can not sleep. They remain silenced, for they have neither mouths, nor lips, nor tongues to speak with. All they can do is wait.Sacramento Cheerio Massacre
But for what? A skyline they have never seen? An ocean's swelling tide? How can they miss what they have yet to experience? These desolate questions stay unanswered. All they can wait for is for their shelf-life to expire and the cruel fate of becoming stale.
A sudden stirring of their penitentiary startled the small 'O's, forcing out
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Have you gotten your free
Now you can wear them, too! The wordboner store
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The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was the miracle. (Anais Nin)
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find me a storm where the wild winds blow.
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"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
J. Keats
Thanks for the favorite for "Plasma Event"
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Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.
--Pablo Picasso
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-El Tao que puede ser nombrado no es el verdadero Tao
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Chris, Chris, He's our man, if he can't do it, not even God can!
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